A conversation that never was

I intended to make another post before now, but i’ve been busy and haven’t been well. A headache that lasts for days is not the best time to stare at a computer screen.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about imagined conversations and different voices. I’m working on something that works only in imagination. If that can be done. I have imagined conversations all the time.

With someone famous.

When i read something i disagree with.

When i read something i agree with.

During  an actual conversation. Someone says something and instead of speaking i imagine what i would say next and before i know it a whole conversation has been happening inside my head and the real conversation has moved on without me.

These are the conversations i want to have. Not conversations with myself, that i think is something different.

My first conversation is going to be with an old lady i saw sitting at a cafe table outside BHS. I didn’t have a conversation with her. But what would have happened if i had. I wouldn’t have cheated at something i was meant to be doing in the first place. But the imagined conversation might be far more interesting than anything that really happened that day. I can make it say whatever i want to.

I need two more conversations as well and a host of people to record the voices for me. And a way of making it all work might help to.

This could be interesting, it could not. It’s only a start. I hope it goes somewhere good. It would be nice for this to move on without me and actually be a conversation. Maybe i’m not very good at those and that’s why the imagined conversation is something i am looking at rather than the real one. I think i exist inside my head too much. Usually its a lovely place where i am happy and have everything i want. Right now it isn’t because the world inside my head thinks along situations i don’t like. Things that i can’t change, even in my own little world.