When I was a kid, I had an imaginary friend. Her name was Sally and she lived in New York City, which was, at that time, conveniently located in my parents' closet. Sally had a cat named Treeme and we were the best of friends until she disappeared one day. She was probably murdered, you know living in NYC and all, and I someday hope her story will inspire an episode of Law and Order: SVU.
When Tara was a kid, her imaginary friend was a golden retriever named Chloe. That's right, she could be imaginary friends with ANYONE and she chose a dog.
Anyways, most people stop having imaginary friends around the age of 8. But Tara and I, well we still have them.
Most recently we've imaginary friended a Mormon couple that lives in New York City. We read their blog religiously and then wish that we could have bangs like the girl. We are such good imaginary friends with them that Tara actually texted me the moment she found out they were moving to DC. Now is our chance to turn this imaginary friendship into a real friendship!
Wish us luck.
<3tracy
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