Queen of wishful thinking

Posted on June 3, 2010 | No Comments

When I was a kid, I loved daydreaming a lot. I used to daydream about having our own province where we have a nice home, nothing big just enough to have our own bedrooms and a porch and a swing made of tire in between two big trees. I used to imagine going to the beach and meeting new playmates there. Well, I used to daydream about so many different nice things a lot.

That doesn’t mean that I had a bad childhood. In fact, I had a really great childhood filled with happy memories. I just used my imagination to fill in the missing things because I came from a middle-class family and we didn’t use to have a lot.

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