Where is My Imaginary Friend When I Need It?

I always wished that I had an imaginary friend.  I was an inventive child, but not like the imaginative kids that conjure up a playmate to keep them company, become their partner in crime and their confidante.  Imaginary friends are golden.  They are always available to come out and play and they selflessly will take the fall for any misdeeds or mischief that is a prerequisite to having a good time.  Even better, they know you better than you know yourself.

Continued reading at http://redroom.com/member/kelly-tweeddale/blog/where-is-my-imaginary-friend-when-i-need-it

Author of the blog Running Without Toenails, follow me on Twitter @ktweed

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