As the title suggests, inside my head I not only have myself chatting it up, but I've got a whole cast of characters, some made up and some pulled from various fictional works. Before I go any further I'd like to say that I am COMPLETELY MENTALLY HEALTHY and am aware that none of this is real in any way. It's just a long time ago I decided that in lieu of abandoning the use of imaginary friends, I would keep them around, but not personally talk to them. Instead, I sort of created an empty shell to fill with only the best parts of me to go around and hang out with existing and new characters in a world only limited by my imagination. I could add/remove levels of awesome from it all to either bring it closer or farther from being mundane, although I tend towards the truly fantastic.
To this day, I do this. And every few years or so, I make a new shell with bigger and bigger shoes to fill as the current reaches its peak and retires to the supporting cast. The story in my head has become more convoluted than a some of the more screwed up comic-book plotlines, yet I keep going instead of just saying enough. So, what say you, Escapist? Am I bat-shit insane, only slightly insane, or not insane so much as way too bored with the goings-on of the real world? I'd personally say somewhere between the last two. Does anyone out there have something similar?
To this day, I do this. And every few years or so, I make a new shell with bigger and bigger shoes to fill as the current reaches its peak and retires to the supporting cast. The story in my head has become more convoluted than a some of the more screwed up comic-book plotlines, yet I keep going instead of just saying enough. So, what say you, Escapist? Am I bat-shit insane, only slightly insane, or not insane so much as way too bored with the goings-on of the real world? I'd personally say somewhere between the last two. Does anyone out there have something similar?