My daydreams are more strategic and very future-oriented. I constantly juggle several projects/ideas/things I want to put into motion, in my head, so there's not enough room for fictional daydreaming. Unless I go to my happy place which it's like a playpen for my mind. There, I'm always the cold, lonely but very kind heroine. I save the world and the people I care about from determination, and then I run off, with my pack of wolves, into the distant before I can receive my medal(s).
And there's always internal monologues happening in the background, that may or may not be related to reality.
I mostly daydream about myself...how selfish. haha How I want to be...who I want to be...where I want to be. Meeting people I wish I could meet. Conversations. Me being freaking awesome in social situations...being completely confident and witty. Occupations...some feasible and some not. Choreography, too. Being really good friends with people I have friend-crushes on. Working with people that I really admire in the performing arts. And so on.
All of them tend to be future-oriented. I guess I don't dwell on the past as much as I used to.
I always have to do CPR, (which is successful) at some point of my daydream
and i'm always in excellent shape
Otherwise i'm just the very best version of myself.
06/13 10:51:03 five sounds: you!!!
06/13 10:51:08 shortnsweet: no you!!
06/13 10:51:12 shortnsweet: go do your things and my things too!
06/13 10:51:23 five sounds: oh hell naw
06/13 10:51:55 shortnsweet: !!!!
06/13 10:51:57 shortnsweet: (cries)
06/13 10:52:19 RiftsWRX: You two are like furbies stuck in a shoe box
My daydreams are nothing particularly fantastic. They're just an escape from the present. I'm still myself. In them, I'm usually doing things that I wish to do in the future. I replay the positive memories of my past a lot as well.
There is a thinking stuff from which all things are made, and which, in its original state, permeates, penetrates, and fills the interspaces of the universe.
Someone with magical powers, solitary and powerful. Able to actually make a difference, and fight cruelty with my awesome powers. Of course I can fly, and of course I'm kickass beautiful in my daydream, but I always visualise myself alone, away from the masses. Untouchable but able to touch when I choose to.
Then one of my kids asks for a snack or something to do, and I wake up lol in this human sack of limited skin.