My name is Tina, and I am a daydreamer. I can't help it. If I sit still for more than three minutes, I'm off somewhere else in my head. Stand me in a line longer than four people, and I'm fading in and out of reality, because quality time in my head is so very much more fun than listening to the fifty conversations going on around me. I don't need ear buds playing my favorite songs to zone out, I just need my imagination. I've even been known to zone out in the middle of conversations, when my brain grabs onto a passing word and takes flight.
A wonderful thing about daydreaming is that I can be the star of the show. The world can revolve around me, the warp and woof of the world bending to my whims. I am Queen of the World; if I want the sky painted purple, I merely have to wish for it. As Queen of the World, I could issue an edict demanding that smiling on
Mondays was forbidden, and frowning on Tuesdays was not. Poverty? Eradicated. Cruelty to animals? Gone. Republicans? Poof!
Whether my eyes are open or closed, inside my head there are vast rooms filled with treasures. In my daydreams, I can summit Everest and touch the belly of a 747 as it flies over me. All of the characters from my favorite books are alive and well and dancing on my front lawn. Well, Dumbledore and Gandalf are still arguing which of them is the best, but they always do that.
Time has no meaning in daydreams. I can fly to Europe in the blink of an eye, and dance between the slabs at Stonehenge. I can have tea with Queen Elizabeth, the very first one, with her bright red hair and pale face. Napoleon can tell me stories of his exploits even though I don't speak a word of French. Meeting heads of state is a cinch in a daydream. Walking the red carpet is too. Unilateral world peace and prosperity is within my grasp. Of course, reality does eventually intrude, and sooner or later my flight of fancy must land me right back where I was, standing in a long line, or sitting through another staff meeting.
I am still grateful for the small mental vacations.
And what if more people were daydreamers? What if more people let their imaginations take them for a spin? What if more people found themselves out there in the clouds? The world would be a more pleasant place, I think. That is my wish for all of you, for the beginning of the year 2014. Have more daydreams. Squeeze them in where you can(not while driving!), and let your mind take off for an adventure, at least until it is your turn to be at the head of the line. If anyone asks, tell them that the Queen of the World said so.