Odd question, but do ya'll ever plan out other lives for yourself? Occasionally I'll just sit on realestate and and look shit up. Might be like "alright, if I split with the mrs can I afford to buy a unit? where am I gonna live?" or "Fuckit, lets all move up to bright! I hate it here, alright what can we afford?"
I find it really therapeutic for some reason. These alternate lives I'll never live out.
I've definitely planned out what to do with large lotto wins I will never have. Looked at moving overseas or interstate. I've considered moving into a unit right in the centre of Melbourne so I can enjoy all the activities there, or moving to a big block of land in the middle of nowhere and fixing up a rundown place.
I think it is a healthy thing to do, as long as you are not doing it with rose-coloured glasses and making yourself unhappy with your current circumstances. If you are doing it realistically it often ends up highlighting things that are important to you - things you would miss if you made different choices, and sometimes things you really want that you are actually able to do now.
I do the lottery thing regularly. I don't resent my current life, but love to imagine what it would be like to not worry about bills and just live life.
Personally I'd have a place in like Daylesford or similar. Trees, pond, dogs, fireplace etc.
I sometimes find my daydreaming self inserting myself into works of fiction - such a Sherlock Holmes, the Vorkosiverse etc. Probably a symptom of deep psychosis.
I am OFTEN on the bridge of a warship protecting the earth. Usually heroically telling the crew to abandon ship as I fight impossible odds bravely sacrificing myself.
Usually just a bunch of alarms, explosions ect. Despite the lack of sound in space it sure is a loud experience.
I'm CONVINCED its linked to my anxiety cause I dissociate hard.
Looking at houses in locations I'd love to live in but can't afford is a real one. Also, I was deeply fantasising about moving to NYC when I travelled there a couple of years back, asking people I met there about their experience in moving, even though I knew deep down that I'd never do it. It's nice to dream!
I creep myself out when I go too far down that path. All of the things that have happened to me worked together to make me who I am, and at a certain point in my musings I realise that by changeing the things that happened to me I am effectively erasing myself from existance entirely.