Dreaming in a Perfectly Imperfect World

I have always been a dreamer. I think humans are dreamers, too, but I am not sure if we must be. When life is hard, a fantasy might be better. But why not embrace what we have? Why aspire to a dream when we have a reality? We are at a moment when we may soon be able to make many dreams come true quickly. But then what? Our imagination is limitless in a way that our universe is not. So perhaps we can continue to dream. But constant change may not be good for survival.

I continue to dream but I am not sure if I should, or we should. For now I continue to try to make dreams come true, but might reality one day be better than a dream? Perhaps we should aspire to not having to dream; that might be too far-fetched a dream.