[ SECRET POST #2717 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2717 ⌋

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Re: Does anyone else think about weird stuff when they daydream?

[(Anonymous)]

Stories. All the time. Fanfic, original, the lot. Sometimes focused, but other times my brain just picks a set of characters and a general scenario and rambles around for a bit, so that I somehow end up catching back up with myself and finding characters discussing tea flavours behind enemy lines because I got distracted by a flower mid-battle plot.

If not stories themselves, then random noodly bits of research or potential research for stories. World-building details, money systems, how long it takes to get infantry across such a size of country, whether a plateau is geologically plausible here, note-to-self look up when denim was invented, the plausibility of attaching a rope to a balcony and jumping off, while invisible, while three dragons are busy trying to flamethrower the room behind it. That sort of thing.

If not those, then feelings. I sometimes get caught in sensory input. The way the light is, the way the angle of this view makes the town look alien, leaves tumbling under water, the way moss feels underfoot, how big the sky looks, fragments of remembered dreams with the sensations of flying, sense memories connected to actual memories getting me lost in nostalgia. Phantom sounds, like the dull roars of remembered crowds in train stations, or the sound of the eucalyptus tree when the wind rustles through it.

Sometimes it's genuinely safer not to let myself daydream, to force myself to focus, because I can actually fugue on sensory input or remembered input. I've gone walking and woken up on the other side of town with only vague memories of having gotten there. It's not hallucinations, but my brain will apparently take any half-chance it gets to do full stereo surround sound imaginings of whatever happens to float to the surface at the time. Focusing on things with actual plot and detailing, like stories, is actually a good deal safer sometimes.

Doesn't have the same feeling, though. There's always that.