Daydreaming

Sometimes I daydream. I hear a lot of gossip around the office. The other women are constantly bust at it! These scenarios play out in my head, making fictional occurrences add into the stories that get spun by the gossips.

Perhaps there is a integral part of human nature that I am missing that makes these women subscribe so reverently to the task of discussing the matters and lives of others especially when the details are meant to be secrets.

But the scenarios that play out in my head are not for me to tell others. They are like doodles on a sketchpad. I think there may even be a worthwhile story to be told by listening to all these stories. With some minor tweaks and a method to keep the identities of the people involved... I might just have a story to tell there.

I will think about how I will go about this. I am open to suggestions from all you lovely people!

Please let me know!