A Daydreamer's Admission

I've always been the kind to get lost in daydreams, but lately it seems like I do that more than anything else. Between folding laundry and playing with the kids, my mind wanders off to a world where there are deadlines for when socks need to be paired up or toys have an expiry date on their playtime. It's not that I don't love my family; sometimes I just feel so disconnected from my own life right now. Is it wrong to miss who you used to be?