Playing Pretend
Mood:  quizzical
Even at 25, I use my imagination a lot. I wonder if other adults do the same thing or if I'm the only one who imagines herself in an Olympic documentary with Bob Costas' dramatic voiceover about triumph over injury, poverty, and all the odds...as I pedal my way up K street during rush hour. Or when I dress up and go out to dinner with Massimo I pretend that he's a world-famous basketball player, or I'm a exciting new and talented author and we're getting the superstar treatment instead of the occasional cold shoulder and slow service. Maybe just playing is good enough. Or maybe it's just practice for the real thing.

Bill and Hill Eat Out