Friday, March 26, 2010

My Mother Use to Tell Me My Imagination Would Run Away Sometimes


I guess the fact that I like to make things up goes all the way back to the 4 year old me... I made up stuff then too... My mother would tell me all the time that I would let my imagination run away... far enough so that I ran away with it sometimes... I would do stuff that I really never did, go places I never really had been to, and I would did it all with Junior.
Junior was my best friend, granted he was imaginary, but we were pretty tight. (don't laugh, it's absolutely normal for children to have imaginary friends.) We did everything together. We went everywhere together. If I got in trouble, it wasn't my fault, Junior took the blame.
When I got older I wondered why I had him... I even learned about imaginary friends in an Ed. Psych class my freshman year of college... and the reasoning behind it didn't make sense to me. Most of the time kids make up imaginary friends because they are the only children and have no one around... I have 2 older brothers and an imaginary friend. I asked Sam about it, she's an only child, and she never had an imaginary friend... So I pondered this a little more than I probably should have, but came up with this: I had two older brothers who were 3 and 6 years older than me (I still have them ahah), but they were busy with going to school and having their own friends, so I was probably compensating what I knew I was missing by creating a new friend in my head... unlike Sam, who didn't have brothers or sisters, so she was use to being by herself... Well... sometime I feel like I didn't just create Junior, Junior came to me, like any type of friend would.
I don't remember much about the types of things we would do, but I do remember he use to live in Florida with his mom and dad and 12 brothers and sisters and he just needed some peace and quiet. I never really knew what he looked like, I had never given him a face or hair color or a style... he was just there in my head. I remember I had learned that the abbreviation for Junior was Jr. and thats how I spelled his name, only because I didn't know how to spell Junior. haha
The only stuff I can recall is from what my mom has told me about it.. Like how she would ask me about my day and I would tell her I went to the movies and saw a movie that had recently came out... and knowing quite well I hadn't gone to the movies that day, she'd ask me who I went with because she didn't take me and I was respond "With Junior!" I would make up extensive stories about what I had done and where I went and my mom would always tell me that I let my imagination run away again.
I do remember sitting in the front room one day and I obviously had done something wrong because my mom was calling me by my full first name and I ran into my kitchen and shouted "I didn't do it! Junior did!" haha. I blamed his for everything, and he didn't seem to care. He was a great friend.
As the years went by and as I grew up and gained my own "real" friends in school, Junior faded away. I lost touch with him. My mom would ask once in a while where he went, I told her he moved back to Florida because his mom and dad and 12 brothers and sisters missed him so much after all those years of him living with me. And every once in a while now my mom will catch me talking to myself in my room and she'll be all like "who are you talking to in here?" and I'll look at her and smile and say "Junior. He came for a visit. He says Hi!" He isn't gone forever, I just don't need him like I use to.
Sad sometimes. I wish I could make up stories and pretend to do stuff I really didn't and say I did it all with someone who likes everything I like and is completely invisible and silent.. and only says things I want him to say... (the perfect boyfriend!!! just kidding.. kinda)... haha : )
And it would be nice to blame the stupid shit I do on someone who wont yell back at me and blame me instead. He could take the heat for everything. How funny would it be if like I got pulled over for speeding and was like "But officer, I wasn't speeding... Junior was." and he was like "oh well then, I'll let you go. Have a nice day! Tell Junior to lay off the accelerator." hahaha. Only in my perfect world.
I don't care what you think about this and I don't care if you think I'm crazy or nuts or koo-koo... I think having Junior as part of my life helped me grow and sometimes you just need to let things go, grow up and learn to do things on your own. Sad to say, but we all lose our imaginary friends, but we gain real ones, and you will have a lot of those in your lives, and you have to find out which ones are going to stay in your lives and which ones are only making an appearance. You'll know which ones are which when the time comes. But love them no matter what... friends are the family you get to choose.
oh. ps. Don't worry about Junior... He's still living in Florida. He's got a really nice condo on the beach and he's pretty rich being awesome and such. I go visit him once in a while when I'm down there.. : ) (kidding... ...maybe)

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