DayDreamer

Imagination, a funny thing it is. You can't see it with your eyes nor feel it with your hands. It has neither smell, touch, or taste; but you can't feel it. It gushes out of you like a fountain creativity and youth. Even though we can't use our senses to displace what it is exactly, but it's in us surging in and out. My mind is filled with it and my soul feeds on it. They can't see what I see, just me, with my head filled with it. Sometimes when the going goes tough it's there to take me far away from real, from reality. Oh what a rush it is, running from reality. Just to see her, for a few seconds anyway.- Jack J