My imagination is always working. I'm always seeing the world beyond what is there. I love it. I wouldn't trade that gift for all the money in the world.
My girlfriend has a cement erosion wall up a forested hill in her backyard. I went into the forest (as I am wont to do ;p) and found this wall. All I could think of was, "Wouldn't it be cool if I was coming to this wall for a secret meeting with the People that Live in the Hill?" I could visualize the cement being a magical facade for the real door, which looks something like this...
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