Reading with tea and cats ~ or imagination

The only time I remember my legs being this short, I was at church on a Sunday morning, bored to tears by the proceedings, which seemed to be droning on and on and on.  I entertained myself by swinging my feet — which activity, I soon discovered, was reflected in the polished wood of the pew in front of me.  I was fascinated by the fact that my legs appeared to be walking.  There I was, stuck in a boring situation with my mother sitting to my right, others to my left, and no way of escape except through my own inventiveness.  So I "walked away" from my boredom into my own mental adventure.

The woman in this illustration has a book.  And cats (notice the second tail under the chair).  She has snack crackers and a cup of tea and, best of all, she has a book to get lost in.  Maybe my need to always have a book with me traces back to that day in church when I realized I had no way of getting lost in a story without dreaming one up myself.

TWOsday repeat

Here's the kicker:  Use your imagination for another one, since today is TWOsday.  Today, Facebook showed me a memory from four years ago — and this was it.  I had set up everything above, including the exact title of this post, before it occurred to me that maybe I had also posted it here as well as on Facebook.  Yep, I did.  And it is EXACTLY the same, from the title to the picture to the words I used here and on Facebook.  Take a look.  Since nobody commented, maybe none of you saw this on my blog, so I'll repeat what I've already posted.