Where am I going?

I wish so many things lately. Things that only I can grant me.
The reality today is a mix of problems without prices, challenges of wisdom and not skill. Magic, magic is the only thing that can save me from the same. Or my dreams, the good ones, those who go away and the get back. Where is real? if unreality was better, but not enough to be the real thing. The unreal or the ethereal, the last one for me; where there is no time nor space, competition is fair, there is the sensation. It's so simple but so unknown, if I know I will go for sure.