My bizarre sense of humour gets a little out of control at times & the sad fact of the matter is that I am not a realist. Reality sucks. OK, not all the time but far too often & I so dislike things like bills & schedules & agendas. Which is why I fantasise about moving to Pern. For the uninitiated, Pern doesn't actually exist, except in the warped imagination of Ann MacCaffery.
Pern is that wonderful world where humans who bond with dragons hear them telepathetically & ride them ~ & there is a Harper Hall; I'm very fond of the Harper Hall.
The trouble with my in jokes is that I'm often the only one who gets them, so I thought I'd share. Laugh if you like. Remember I haven't asked you what strange fantasies you indulge in when no~one's looking. Perhaps you don't. Now I would find that very sad. Fantasy is a wonderful gift; It touches the mundane with magic.