Alive

I turn the music on and calmness overtakes me. Then I close my eyes and everything becomes tranquil. The music, the dark, my imagination awakens and takes its own course.

I let myself be taken. I willingly yield and I am captured by it completely. I would feel warm, more alive even.

I open my eyes. The warm
feeling vanishes. I see my room. Reality settles in. I am but again escaping the real world with daydream.

I feel myself breathing, my eyes watering and only a soft imprint of what energy I was filled with remains.  Why is it in reality I feel less alive and in daydream I feel more that I am living?