While drinking by the blanciest of casas blanca, this conversation:
Rick: We’ll always have the wind. Maybe not tomorrow or next week, but whenever we ride. 36 more words
I had an imaginary friend for years. In some ways I think she never went away, but rather merged into my creative subconscious.
Imaginary friends are quite the interesting topic to think about whether it’s your own personal memories, wondering about the psychology of the phenomenon, or just getting a smart punch in the feels when media brings up the topic. 246 more words