What’s it like being a daydreamer?

First of all, I’m not crazy, I know the difference between reality and fantasy. Still, I do get asked where my imagination comes from or how do I feel when I a vivid daydreams. Here’s a short explanation of a few things I go through:

 

1) I may be a daydreamer, but I do listen to what you’re telling me. I’m just picturing your situation in mind as you tell the story. Which is why I often get told by my friends, “I would’ve never thought of it that way! Thanks!”

 

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2) No, I do not ‘hear’ voices. I imagine my crush asking me out and things like that, but I know he didn’t just do so. Again, I’m aware when I’m daydreaming. Otherwise, I’d be at a mental facility.

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3) Concentration isn’t always easy, but it is possible to manage. It isn’t always easy to pay attention to things you’re not interested in (but things you must learn).  This is one of the reasons I walk a lot. I need to keep my mind balanced.

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4) It does help your memory. There are many things I remember that my friends don’t (how they made a fool of themselves this one time), and that’s because it replayed in my mind over and over, like a movie or story.

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5) Even though concentration is often a problem, with the right amount of silence it is easy to get into writing mode. The problem is getting out of it. It feels like the moment the movie ends at the theatre and you know the magic is over. It does get you down, I’m telling you.

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6) Comfort drinks and ice cream are my go-to buddies, when no one is available. My mind does get tired and drinks and ice cream get it going, when sleep is not an immediate option.

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7)  Daydreaming helps to deal with situations that might make you lose sleep over.

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8) It makes life interesting whenever you’re having a good or bad day. If I’m having an awesome day, the excitement gets so high I could hug a spider. However, on a gloomy day, I often picture myself buying a ticket to leave the planet and galaxy.  I think this applies to most people, but for a daydreamer, this is life. It is also easy to switch back and forth between daydreams.  Do not confuse this with mood swings, though.

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9) Writing can be a good escape and so is daydreaming. It gives you a bit of hope in life, if you don’t have someone to talk to at a specific moment.

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Language barrier and patience

I know sometimes it is difficult to understand people from other countries. Often, they try their best to communicate with us, but there are people out there who can be really mean towards them. “If they come to this country, they better speak the language,” yes, but how can you tell them apart? You can’t judge a stranger at a coffee shop with whom you exchanged a few greetings. Some people have difficulty speaking, but they can understand and read very well.

I’ve seen people at coffee shops who were just here to visit relatives, and they tried to slow down to try to communicate properly, only to be met by the impatience of the server. Apparently, the server never struggled with anything if s/he felt the need to impatiently point out the fact she couldn’t understand anything, even though you could tell she did. I’m sorry, but you can tell when people pretend not to understand foreigners, and that’s just rude. In my book, as long as you treat me with respect, then I reciprocate. There is no need to feel provoked by unnecessary situations. Instead of staring into oblivion, or pretending they’re extraterrestrials, why don’t you just help them? I don’t mean a whole year of tutoring, but at least some words and sentences that can be useful. Not too long ago, I met a few Dutch seniors and I asked them to teach me basic greetings in their language, and they were more than happy to. There was no harm done; I smiled, they smiled, we made each others’ days.

Just…be…nice

 

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Do you often feel homesick?

I don’t usually, but today  I woke up with a sense of nostalgia. Maybe it’s due to the fact, it’s raining a lot in Ontario, and to be it used to be a Vancouver thing. I’m not complaining, because I love the space here in Ontario, and I’ve been doing a lot of walking lately thanks to that :p. At least it’s gotten warmer, and absolutely no signs of snow! Yay!! Celebration! Seriously, we had a terrible winter! I didn’t even get a chance to build snowmen like I used to :(. Whenever I feel homesick, I get over it fairly quick. I just remind myself of the beautiful things in my life, I pray, I look at the thousands of photos I’ve taken, I watch Lord of the Rings (the entire extended trilogy), I paint, I write, I work on my flower arrangements, and more.

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How do YOU deal with homesickness? 

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So, my cousin and I liked the same guy for about 1 or 2 years…

I was around 11 and my cousin was 13, the guy was 14-15 (can’t remember). My first cousins and I grew up together; we saw each other all the time, hung out at each others’ houses during the summer, and apparently had crushes on the same guy…

 

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He was one of the kids from my cousin’s neighbourhood who would hang out with us. This was back in the day, when kids played outside without fear! We used to play hide-and-seek before we were called to dinner. I remember one day I begged to be let out at night with my cousins, just to play hide-and-seek and dodgeball on the streets with them —because it was so hardcore to play those games at 10 pm. I miss those days!

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Anyway, yes we liked the same guy and it was good; there was no competition. As a matter of fact, I clearly remember one day when we both went into my aunt’s room and put on make up and sprayed gallons of perfume, just to impress him. He was my male cousin’s best friend at the time, and we were grateful for this, because that meant he would visit every time we were there (we waited by the window like snails glued on a wall). There was non-stop drooling, and that was helpful, because my aunt never had to worry about washing the floors.

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Long story short, she ended up going out with him a couple of times, because she was closer to his age. I reconnected with him on Facebook a couple of years ago, and it brought good memories (I’m not attracted to him anymore). Unfortunately, we lost communication again. But, my relatives still love to tease me and my cousin about it. It’s funny, because I thought we were subtle about us crushing over him, but I guess not.

How about YOU? Has this ever happened to you?

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

Random Photo of the Day #15 – Encounter with a squirrel

I haven’t snapped photos of squirrels in a long time. In fact, I forgot that I ever took any – that is until I found these photos. Squirrels are very fast, unless they freeze in fear when you approach them. Today, I saw a squirrel munching on some goodies next to a fence. I tried to pass it without it noticing, but of course that didn’t work. It stared at me for a second and I thought it was going to jump on me. I stood still and it tried to run under the fence, but it wouldn’t find an entry point, so it tried to run to the opposite side of the street, but then a car drove by, so it tried to go back under the fence, but failed again. It froze for a second on the sidewalk and then as soon as the car was gone, it ran to the opposite side.

It is true, a lot of animals are more afraid of you than you are of them. Poor thing probably thought I was going to step on it. I just stood and watched as the cuteness unfolded. 

Here are some pictures of a squirrel from a long time ago! 

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I have witnessed the funniest moments

When I was little I’d stay at my cousin’s house for part of the summer. Most of my cousins were older than me, so there were things I wasn’t allowed to do (for example, I had an earlier curfew), but that didn’t stop them from asking for my help when they needed it —I never said no, even though they used to steal my candy.

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It was a sunny day and I had finished getting ready to go out with my cousin. She stepped in the shower and while I waited, I watched TV. I didn’t hear any commotion, but all of a sudden I heard a voice calling me. It was a low voice, so at first I thought I was just crazy or it was the show I was watching, but it wasn’t until I answer to said voice that I realized it was my cousin calling from the bathroom. She wasn’t calling for help, per se, but she sounded like she had done something she shouldn’t have done. As soon as I opened the door, I saw it, the shower curtain rod had fallen after my cousin grabbed the towel that was hanging from it. I wish I could show what her face looked like. She shook her head sideways while she tried to say ‘oops.’  It was kind of like this, except with a more guilty look:

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After laughing hysterically for a minute (or so), I helped her, but we noticed the whole rod had broken, so we did have to tell our aunt. They didn’t get mad, and they laughed, as well. Phew!

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More flower centrepieces

This Spring/Summer I’m going to spend time doing old hobbies of mine; flower arrangements and painting. I’ll probably start with painting, but we’ll see! My life is hectic enough, and I don’t want to overwhelm myself with too many hobbies going on the same time :p. Here are more pictures of more centrepieces I’ve done :). 

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Your Legacy

I always say I’m not afraid of dying, but I hope I leave a positive legacy and a published book when I do. When I was younger, I didn’t think too much about this. I just knew I wanted to make a positive impact, but when you’re a teenager you think you’re immortal, and therefore go on to live as if you had a million lives. I’m turning 27 this year (geez, 3 more years and I’m going to be 30. What the heck?), but sometimes I feel like I’m in my early 20’s. I ask myself, have I made a positive impact enough to die without regrets? I hope so, but have I fulfill all my dreams? Not yet. I still have to publish a book and have a family. Will they ever happen? I don’t know, but I know one thing: if my time to pass on came tomorrow, I won’t have any regrets, because everyday I work hard to realize those dreams. Inspiration, published books, and a loving family. I want that to be my legacy.

I found this photo of my late grandparents on their wedding day. Before this day, my grandma spent 3 years in the hospital battling Tuberculosis; she lost part of one lung. During these years, my grandparents sent love letters to each other. They met when they were teenagers and grew old together. She lived 15 years longer than what the doctors had previously told her, and she gave birth to 3 children. Every time I look at their photos, I’m reminded of their legacy; Love, Trust, Faith, Courage, Perseverance. Against all odds, they grew old together. When I was a child, my grandpa was diagnosed with cancer and the doctors gave him 5 months to live. He beat it and lived until he was 85. They both suffered and survived together. Their legacies make me not want to complain about anything.

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What legacy do you wish to leave?

 

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This is who I am. Is that so hard to accept?

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I don’t kill, I don’t hurt others, I may not like being in crowds, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love people. I love animals, I love to walk, I love to dream, I love to write, I love to read, I love to stay still. I’m not a doctor, I’m not a CEO, I’m not a lawyer, I’m not an Engineer. I’m an artist, and that’s who I am. Is that so hard to accept? 

“You should be a CEO. You should be a lawyer. You should be a private investigator.”

“You should be,” is what I’ve heard so many times. But, how about who I want to be? Why can’t some people accept who I really am? If I’m not self-destructing or hurting others, if what I do makes me happy, why can’t they accept it? I’m not going to succumb to peer pressure and follow what others think I should do. I never have and I don’t plan to do it any time for the rest of my life. I’m going to follow my dreams and leave the legacy I was born to pass on. Money isn’t everything. Money isn’t going to buy me immortality, but my dreams are going to grant me everlasting happiness. Whenever my time comes, I want to close my eyes and smile knowing I achieved my happiness and inspired others. 

I have two choices, let others rule my life and become the woman I shouldn’t be, or realize my dreams and become the woman I was born to be. I choose the latter.

 

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤