Now that we’re adults, we call it fantasizing or daydreaming, but I prefer the term pretending. Fantasies and daydreams seem far off and impossible. Pretending takes me back to my childhood, where anything was conceivable, and all I had to do was think about it to launch it into reality. *cue the Reading Rainbow theme song*
It brings to me a much more positive state of mind. As children, we don’t know the same limitations that we are conditioned to learn as adults. When I’m pretending, I can be a great explorer; I can dance on the wind; I can be magic. No paperwork, no waitlists, no fear.
Let’s go back to that time where it all happens in the mind, and may it inspire us to live our lives in joy and unrestrained hope.