I really like popping bubble wrap and watching animated kids movies. Sometimes drinking a hot chocolate is nice or getting an ice cream cone. Cuddling the bear my bf gave me at night. Singing in the shower or car. Laughing out loud in public places and not caring if people stare at me.
My inner child runs the show; it's the outer adult that's in shambles.
I don't know if the character has a name (not into the whole Angry Birds thing), but I do have a couple of the red birds - one is a plush toy and the other is a squeaky toy. The squeaky one sits near my computer and glowers out into the room. There are days when his expression matches my mood exactly.[*]Angry Birds
There is absolutely nothing wrong with any of this. Go for it, and don't let anyone tell you to "grow up". You have an imagination, and that's something far too many people lose as they get older.
Back in the '80s I once waited at a bus stop in town, after having purchased a gaming book called Dicing With Dragons I opened the book and started to read it, and a girl who was maybe about 11 or 12 years old took one look at it and informed me in a critical tone of voice, "There's no such thing as dragons."
I told her that yes, there was - in peoples' imaginations. She didn't get it, and I was left wondering how a kid her age could already have lost the concept of imagination and fantasy.
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