Friday, 17 February 2012

Imagination

So I was at the gym the other day when I noticed a gentleman who fit the description my friend has given me of the guy I'm to (hopefully) meet one of these days.

She hasn't described him in more than a general way, but this fellow could have been the guy.

And because my brain tends to go on vacation at the gym (one of the reasons I like it, it tends to be very mellowing for my mind) it decided that it would be funny if this *was* the guy and my mind went on to think that it would be hilarious if the two of us then showed up at my friend's house together, having already met.

See, it's funny, because as hilarious as I think it is, I can already tell that typing it out? It doesn't translate as funny out loud as it does in my head.

But my brain's funny thoughts aside, wouldn't it be weird/cool/funny/something if I met this guy and it turns out that we both workout at the same gym and had nearly run into each other this week?

I don't think I ever really lost that child-like level of imagination I remember having as a kid.

2 comments:

Jonathan said...

I lost touch with a wonderful friend for years, and used to "see" the back of her head in crowds all the time...

Our minds are mysterious, wonderful and powerful things... they also screw with us on a daily basis.

Victoria said...

Oh mind.... why you gotta be so crazy?