Imagination Cultivation
This morning a woman snapped a photograph of me from across the train tracks and when I turned to look at her, she quickly walked away with her head down. The strange thing is that she had sunglasses on as she was taking the pictures. I'd say that this is the fifth time this year that some stranger has taken a picture of me and walked away. It's a different person every time and they always go away when they see that they've been discovered. I don't know if I should be alarmed by this, but it's fun to think about why they need photos of me.
I might be a dead ringer for some prince who lives on a distant island in the Pacific Ocean. This prince, who could be named Rudolpho, could own a priceless natural pearl collection because natural pearls are really big in the pacific. There's probably a group of jewel thieves based in Chicago who have been planning a heist and one of them saw me at Caribou Coffee talking about all the 'pearl necklaces' I've had this year.
It would be the ultimate case of mistaken identity, but then they realize that I'm not really the prince, so they hire me to impersonate him and gain access to his super secret jewel cache. It would be like "Point of No Return" meets "My Fair Lady" meets "Alias." They'll give me lessons on how to act like the prince and everything will go fine until I meet the prince's personal bodyguard/secret lover, Fernando. Fernando realizes that I'm a fake after we have sex because the real prince doesn't have major rockstar sex like I do.
Fernando is torn between his love for Rudolpho and he new sexual desire for me, but I've already given the vault codes to the jewel thieves. While they make off with the pearls, I'm stuck trying to get out of a sticky situation when the real Rudolpho bursts in and demands to know what is going on. Then I explain to Rudolpho that I'm his long lost twin brother as I inch towards the window. Using one of the most stealthiest tactics in existence, I say to everyone: "Look over there!" and jump out the window as everyone's attention is diverted. There's a speedboat waiting for me and we all sail away back to the United States.
It could have been nothing at all. These random photographers could have just been photographing something next to me. It was just fun to use my imagination. I love to encourage people to think about things from different perspectives and to keep in mind that nothing is ever beyond the realm of possibility.


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