The weeks to come

When I was growing up, my imagination was something that I simply could not control. I would dream of worlds and creatures that were non-existent. I remember playing in my backyard by myself and having sword fights with invisible enemies. Even in elementary school at recess time, my friends and I would run around the playground and pretend we were cowboys or astronauts. Using my imagination was a normal part of my everyday life.

As the Middle School years approached, I noticed a trend with a lot of my friends. They didn't use their imagination anymore! Suddenly the friends I had were too interested in being cool or popular, and had no interest in "playing pretend." School became something to be dreaded, and I looked forward to each days end so that I could go home and exercise my imagination.

Now that I am older, I am finding that imagination is a great tool to get through the rough times in life. I admit, I am guilty of using imagination to escape things that need to be done that I just don't feel like doing at the time. It can however, be used to divert attention for a time, from difficult situations in order to keep your mind sane.

Yes, imagination keeps you sane. If you can divert your attention from the mediocrity of life using your imagination, rest assured that your sanity is safe.

My reason behind this blog is to recall my experiences of using my imagination. I have so many experiences in this subject, that I don't want to forget something. So, this is just a way to keep a record and chronicle my Adventures Through Imagination.

I hope to update once a week, so keep your eyes open!

-Paul