Oh how I love my thinks. Those first five minutes every morning, when I'm awake but but before I actually get out of bed, I think. When I'm tossing and turning at night before I fall asleep, I think. When I'm driving by myself. When I'm smoking a cigarette alone. I think.
I think all sorts of things. Winning the lottery... not just what I would buy, but the entire process of it: realizing my numbers match, claiming the money, the very first restaurant or store I would go to, etc. I think about being a superhero, and how I would make it work in my normal life. I think about my favorite books and movies, what I would do in the character's place. I go on all kinds of adventures in my head. I call them my "thinks."
I have favorites that I replay often. Being a vampire like Edward Cullen is a vampire (not evil and bloodthirsty, but with all the superhuman powers)... I would make so much money serving if I could read minds and had a perfect memory... Another favorite: rock star. Oh yeah, I'd be the hottest rocker out there, and I could get all the tattoos I wanted! (and I'd be super talented and awesome in general, of course. This is my head we're talking about.) My all time favorite is, hands down, being a secret agent/assassin chick. Not James Bond, more of a Bourne or "Wanted" style. I think the idea of being dangerous and good with firearms is what draws me there, not quite a "save the world" mentality.
My thinks can be the best part of my day sometimes. I believe everyone on earth would be better off if they daydreamed as often as I do.
