Let Your Imagination Run Wild
One could say that I have a vivid imagination. It’s like my mind is focused on a perpetual movie screen in which the story continually changes.
This is both a blessing and a curse. As a writer and storyteller, it allows me to be creative in ways that I never thought I could be (I was going to say in ways I never imagined, but that seemed counter to what I was talking about). Anyway, I am always playing out stories in my head.
These stories might be based on reality, a movie or book I have been reading, or real memories I have experienced. And they are not just plot summaries. Some are epic adventures. Again, as a storyteller and writer, that gives me lots of food to set on my table of stories.
Then there is the curse part. There are many times when these stories play out in my head when I’m supposed to be doing other things: like listening to something that someone is telling me, especially if that thing is something that I’m expected to remember, like what I’m supposed to pick up shopping, or how to put something together, or a new plan of action for an organization I’m part of.
If it is not an important piece of information for me to store, I can usually get away with what I missed.
“Did you hear what I said?” I’d be asked.
“Sure I did,” would be my reply. And as long as they didn’t ask me to repeat it or call me on it when I don’t get it done, I’m okay.
There are times when, even in my dream state, I can repeat back almost exactly what they said, and even though I heard the words, I did not listen to them, meaning I did not follow up on requests made.
I’ve also discovered that there are some people who don’t want to hear what was going on in my mind when they are talking about something else.
Such is the fortune or misfortune of having an unrestrained imagination.
Now, what was the topic you asked me to write about? I’m sorry, I heard every word you said. It was about an alien robbery at Area 51, right?
