Is dreaming of mountains better than climbing them?

How many more can I climb in my frontal cortex than bleed on in person?

Is it the same with relationships? I saw a girl once at the market and I swear I could taste the next 50 years of our lives together in the air between us.

Could 50 real years ever taste that sweet?

I hope someday to say

"It does, but only when you stop fantasizing and start living"