Stuck Inside My Head

I can see where this might present a problem. I have been stuck inside my head for the last two or three weeks. It has turned out to be a complicated distraction, and yet I like it. I like being in my head, in this world. Now when I say in my head I mean really elaborate fantasies. This might sound child like, maybe it is, but I have been wasting hours of my day with these people (dare I say imaginary people). This is almost worse than day dreaming. And if I am brutally honest with myself, I know this can't be healthy. But I am perfectly flawed there. I live heroically there. I am in love there. The flip of this is if I would take the time I am putting into an imaginary world into finding some of this in the real world I might not need this imaginary stuff. Or if I were to do something productive with the imaginary stuff like write it out in a story or novel or make a movie then at least it would be a healthy release.

But as of right now, I am still stuck in my head, living a half live. Lets just hope I get over this before I have to go to back to work.