Tuesday, April 5, 2011
D is for Daydreamers
Would it be wrong to assume that most quiet kids are daydreamers? While everyone else is playing kickball or foursquare, the shy little boy or girl hovers at the edge of the playground, his mind on a story he read or an alternate world he envisioned. Or maybe she's found herself in a nearby field, tying together dandelions into a crown; she's imagined herself a princess or a fairy.
As a child, my daydreams were generally tethered to reality. I relived a snippet of conversation, though my responses were always funnier and more intelligent in my head. Or I imagined a future conversation: banter came so easily in these hypothetical future conversations!
Lately, as an adult, my daydreams tend to focus on what I've written most recently. I'll replay a scene in my head and feel the same tension the characters feel. Sometimes, though, I'll drift to a conversation, real or imagined. I feel cozy, for lack of a better word, when the world is quiet except for my thoughts.
I wonder: Are loud kids daydreamers too? Can you be extroverted and still get lost in your thoughts?