Travel Agent

I think I’ve been spamming this blog for the longest time so let me post something more personal today. Like how this blog is supposed to be – a personal blog. Let me start by exploiting Tifa’s wild imagination.

Yes, just like every normal child, Tifa possesses a very wild imagination. Or should I say, beyond normal imagination. Just like the fact that she possesses beyond normal intelligence.

One night, Tifa was playing and pretending she’s playing a flute. She placed this imaginary flute in her lips and her fingers in its imaginary holes and started blowing. While doing it, she danced along with the imaginary music created by her imaginary flute.

Haha! This post is being filled with too much “imaginary” words so let me share you how I tried to interrupt her imagination.

Being the nasty father, I pretended that I didn’t like the imaginary music she was playing so I snatched her imaginary flute and pretend to break (or broke?) it into pieces. Tifa started struggling to retrieve her imaginary flute from me. She was so angry, she was on the brink of crying.

So I returned the imaginary flute to her and my wife and I started laughing. Just like what was expected from her beyond normal imagination, she got too engrossed with her imaginary flute that she forgot it was just imaginary.

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