It’s taken me longer than I’d like to admit to learn that there’s a world of difference between escapist and creative fun.
I don’t think there is anything wrong with escapism in small doses, but the problem with excessive drug abuse for example is pretty soon we’re dependent on a plant or drink for feelings instead of creative action. It’s the same mindset of ‘winning’ a super bowl from the comfort of a couch.
Creative fun on the other hand requires commitment, passion, and problem solving. There are no easy answers, because where is the adventure in that? Here we meet the rawness of ambiguity with individuality and dance to the music: