I honestly will probably never know my "instinctual variant", unless someone tells me what they are, plus I think it changes for women depending on who we're talking to, what part of the moon/menstrual cycle we're on, etc. It matters. But basically, yeah, I definitely fantasize. A lot. It got to the point where I would fall in love with other people while I had a boyfriend, and trust me, no one wants that in a relationship. I fall in love with the most unreachable of the bunch, and then convince myself that if it's meant to be, then life will reunite us at some point in the distant future, and we'll live happily ever after in a shack in the woods, or on the beach, whatever I'm feeling in the moment, depending on the weather and my idealism. It's so sad that movies and fairy tales have shaped me to think this way, yes, but at the same time, people DO find true love. I'm not saying I want the perfect person, I just want someone who GETS ME, and is able to fulfill my desires of thrill and adventure. I guess it's a lot to ask for, but it can be disappointing to know that it's definitely not mutual, but you in fact know that "we'd be perfect together". It's not that the fantasizing stops. The fantasies just become more realistic, and I convince myself that it'll never be anyway until I meet someone else. I read a lot of romance novels when I was a preteen, and wrote in my diaries about the boys I had crushes on. I don't know, who cares about those nerds, anyway. I just want to be swept away by someone who appreciates me, I guess.