I was a real daydreamer at school, gazing out of the window and losing myself in imaginary worlds.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was a daydreamer. Teachers kept telling me to pay attention.
I feel I was always daydreaming, and I was always distracted.
I went to high school in the 1970s and was a real daydreamer and not the best student.
I was a daydreamer, and there is a lot of history and geography and science I missed out on because I was in my head. And I regret that.
I had daydreams and fantasies when I was growing up. I always wanted to live in a log cabin at the foot of a mountain. I would ride my horse to town and pick up provisions. Then return to the cabin, with a big open fire, a record player and peace.
I'm often daydreaming, and it's because I've always liked the idea of there being something more than the normal world.
I discovered that my imagination came alive when I moved away from the immediate world around me.
In school the kids thought I was freaky because I made straight A's and daydreamed a lot.
I spent my childhood in an imaginary world - probably because I needed an escape. I think that's one of the reasons people have imaginations - because they can't maintain existence here.
I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering.
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