I'm fifteen, and I admit I have imaginary friends. Not in sense that I play with them, or anything. I'm not entirely crazy, you know. It's like there are 'energies' or my idea of what a certain person would be like in real life there with me. This actually only became clear to me as we were watching Julie & Julia for the third time. Julie (Amy Adams) was going on about how she could feel Julia Child in her Queens kitchen while she was cooking for her blog. And later, when a reporter informs her that Mrs. Child doesn't think very highly of what she's doing her husband (A Man who looks a lot like Mark Ruffalo) reminds her that the Julia in her head does. That's when I had a sort of mini epiphany. Yes! that is exactly what I do!
I realize I might not be making an ounce of sense to you, but believe me, it will.
Take my Harry Potter obsession, for example. There have been times when I have asked myself "What would Hermione do?" or "What would Luna do?" and "What would Harry do?". I do this because they are people* I admire . Hermione is the loyal, too smart-for-her-own-good type, Luna is the I-don't-care-about-what-you-think-of-me type and Harry... well he's Harry (I do think that should be considered as some sort of descriptive word right now....). It's not as if I can go and ask my mother for advice in a situation where our points of view are polar opposites. Instead, I try to look at it through the eyes of someone who would, ideally, agree wholeheartedly with me.
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