I have an overactive imagination. For some reason, late at night, when I get in the car and turn on the heater, I start imagining that my car is actually a tiny room that I live in and explore the universe with in safety. I imagine giving the car a coating that would make it invisible so I could go to other planets and observe the aliens on it without disturbing their natural habitat. (Because in my mind, my car has suddenly become a spaceship.) I imagine the glove compartment becoming a food synthesizer so I can live and eat inside this small car for years to come.
I have no idea why I imagine those things, but I've been doing so since I was a little girl.
Do any of you ever imagine normal activities becoming extraordinary things?