Dreaming isn’t bad.
I often find myself lost in dreamland, or at least that’s my defense to people when I don’t pay attention. And that happens pretty often. It’s not intentional, but I frequently find myself in those awkward situations, and there is no escape, except to dreamland of course.
One minute I’m talking to someone about homework for the next class, and the next minute I’m lost in my own dreamworld, thinking about everything irrelevant to the topic.
And then I hear someone calling my name at a distance, and I come back to life and pretend I had been listening to the conversation all along and totally didn’t doze off.