.This American Life.

Oh what I dreamer I am.  It's true.  I'm always thinking ahead.  I'm always planning adventures.  I'm really good at seeing a complete future event in my mind as though I'm there, dreaming up all of the details.  I guess that's partly why I wanted to be an actor.  I get this way when reading too.  I still remember a day in second grade, sitting at my desk, completely engrossed in a book.  I finally snapped out of my dreamworld to the rest of the class staring at me while the teacher repeated my name at increasing volume.  Earth to Rachel.

I'm finding it's been pretty bad lately.  And when I say bad, I mean...I feel I'm focusing too much on these dreams and not enough on the present reality.  These are precious times and I know that, but I just feel a bit...stuck in some ways.  On a personal level.  Like I'm looking for intelligent life on a distant planet somewhere in my own brain.  Moms, help me out here.  Do you know what I mean?  Anyone?  Anyone out there?  Bueller?  Bueller?

Earth to Rachel.  Come in, Rachel.