I know I know, there are lots of terrific things in life. He can parachute, and ride roller coasters, and jump horses, and water ski and any number of fun things blah blah blah, but somehow, it's just not the same. He'll never travel in a time machine, or have a talking pig or a werewolf for a best friend. He'll never take off in a rocket and explore the galaxy, or jump into the air and fly away. I guess that's why books and TV exist; because real life is boring.
Boring jobs, boring commutes, boring meetings, boring dishes, boring laundry.We're all living it. My advice to myself is to get out more. We may never turn into a bat and fly away but we can travel the world in a car or a plane. We can climb a mountain or explore the jungle, (even as I'm saying this I still would rather go somewhere in a time machine) oh well, I guess that's what imagination is for.
****Aaaarrrggh, I want a talking pig!!