I live in a dream world. My head can frequently be found stuck in the clouds. I’ve always been that way – a daydreamer. I make up stories in my mind. I create fictional characters to play starring roles in my daydreams. Sometimes I assign those roles to real, living people who don’t even realize they’re part of my fantasy world. If I’ve been without a good book to read for a while, I’m especially prone to this.

Usually, my strange imaginings stay locked up in my head where they can’t start any trouble. Occasionally, I’ll write them down… or sometimes I’ll start to write one down, and then decide it sounds incredibly corny and wind up abandoning it. I decided a few years ago that I was going to put more of my “daydreams” to paper, and I have. I now have a few completed stories, some abandoned, and several “I’m gonna write that some day” works.

Of course, I also have my serious, get-focused side. No one can stay in the clouds all the time! Reality beckons. I have a family. I have a social life, oddly enough (I say that because I’m normally such a homebody). I have a job – no, not author and blogger extraordinaire. I’m a nurse. I have responsibilities. So I also live in reality, feet on the ground alongside everyone else. But just behind my grown-up face is my little fantasy world just waiting for me to hit the play button.

If I get some of that stuff out of my head and on paper and/or PC, and decide it’s publish-worthy, I’ll share, and hopefully someone else will be entertained. So that’s the end of my ramble for now. Anybody else slip into a dream world sometimes?