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I have more ideas than I know what to do with. I guess I'm a bit of a fantasist and a daydreamer - all sorts of things come to me during the day.
I was a real daydreamer at school, gazing out of the window and losing myself in imaginary worlds.
I'm a massive daydreamer. I'm constantly lost within my own fantasies and my own thoughts personally, and I think maybe that is sort of represented in what we do for a living, the fact that we make believe everything and we escape into these other characters for a living.
It's the relationship I have with the world: always trying to escape from reality. I'm a daydreamer; I don't feel in harmony with my epoch or the societies I live in.
I was a daydreamer, and there is a lot of history and geography and science I missed out on because I was in my head. And I regret that.
I am a bit of a daydreamer.
I'm a daydreamer.
I went to high school in the 1970s and was a real daydreamer and not the best student.
I've always been a daydreamer. When the other kids were playing, I was listening to the roar at Yankee Stadium - I was always attracted to the roar of the crowd.
My school was OK, but I just wanted to do music. I was a bit of a daydreamer. I wish I'd gone back and paid more attention.