Dreaming

If you're like me, you spend an inordinate amount of time engaged in daydreams that are so absurd you feel a little embarrassed for yourself each time you catch yourself legitimately agonizing over whether you just "regular" save the entire town by chance (in some boring cliche manner) or whether you do so covertly to hide the fact that you're a highly trained super secret operative (whatever an operative is).  These are not my daydreams obviously -- just an illustration.  (If you don't spend a lot of time running/hiking/biking and/or on the road in your car or on planes, maybe you don't spend much time in pretend-land, dunno if this is normal). 

Anyhow, at the Banff Mountain Film Festival there was one film that fed one of my consistent daydreams -- being part of some sort of major polar expedition.  These two guys from Australia, who came across as fairly regular guys with tremendous ambition and chutzpah, successfully walked to the South Pole and back, being among the first to do so (a funny Norwegian beat them to it more or less but waited for them near the end so they could all finish together, very touching).  If you can watch the movie, I highly recommend it.

I really really really want to do something like this.  I'm going to.  Not sure what, exactly.  (I've commissioned Jill to come up with something since my daydreams don't typically involve real places or things that relate to reality).  But I'm so excited about the (at least imagined) possibility of making pretend a reality.  Why not.