I walk through a grassy meadow where pixies and sprites hide
beneath flowers and stones. I find one and follow it all the way to the knothole
of an oak tree. The pixie lives with a family of squirrels. One squirrel
wearing an apron prepares acorn stew over a warm fire in the fireplace.
My
brother, Jacob, asks me why I’m staring out the window listlessly. By that
time, I’m sitting on a tree in the battle of my life fighting goblins and
gigantic wolves with bow and arrow in hand. With only three arrows left, I wait
anxiously for the king’s army to arrive.
Jacob sighs and says, “Hello? Earth to Nim.”
I pilot a spaceship dodging enemy fire from a large alien armada
and jump into hyperspace. I swim to the depths of the sea to visit mermaids. I sit
on the bench and have a pleasant talk with Bilbo Baggins. I rise from my chair
and volunteer to help Frodo on his journey to Mordor and join the fellowship.
“Can you come back to reality for five minutes?” Jacob asks.
“Nope,” I say.
“Why not?”
“Because in reality, I’m in Wisconsin, but I haven’t a clue
where you are. You’ve been missing for months.”
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