Have you ever had an imaginary friend? Did it have cry candy tears, have the tail of the cat and the nose of an elephant? Maybe it wasn't so much a fully fleshed character as an idea, a voice with a name. My first imaginary friend was a snowman named Mr Snowman. He looked something like this:
He had twin daughters named Leela and Lila and they were my best friends. Eventually I grew out of a talking snowman but I never really could quit the habit. Anybody else way too 'old' for imaginary friends? I just turned 18 and I still talk to invisible people! But it's not because I'm crazy. I just don't spend a lot of time with people so I make my own friends. Am I the only one that does this? Pretend that Deadpool is following you around being basically a giant nusance? Or that the Doctor stopped in to have a chat while you clean your room. Am I weird? Probably. But I really love having a friend whenever I want one, who never makes drama unless I want them to. Maybe it's just my mind hoping that if I wish really REALLY hard, they'll finally be real. At any rate I don't think growing up will stop it. I think that the only way I'll be able to quit is if I find someone who makes me want to live in reality just as much as Harry Potter. So guys, you have a high standard to pass.
This post was inspired by the movie Inside Out which is now on my top 10 Disney movies. At any rate this isn't my best written post but I'm tired and I wanted to give you some food for thought. :) Shoutout to my fellow nutbrain Pheona and don't forget to dream. ;)
TTFN! That's tata for now!
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