It's late, and nobody likes to start a work-week tired. But, being a man of contradictions, here I am.
What is life without imagination? I'm not talking the "what do you see in that cloud?" type of imagination. Then again, maybe I am. Sure, imagination can make you lose track of yourself and the task at hand at inopportune moments but that is important. We need to be taken "out of ourselves" every once in a while. It allows us to see things that we might otherwise have missed being too wrapped-up in our immediate circumstances. Without it, much of the beauty in the world would go unseen. I think it incredibly important because what's the point of a life where you know how it all plays out? Sure there's a level of comfort to be had with the safety of repetition. Still, seeing the unexpected (even within your everyday experience) keeps you living.
I gots to live.