tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060914556405700309.post7522121851684465610..comments2023-04-08T06:41:33.948-06:00Comments on Nanakorobi yaoki: Imaginary progress, like imaginary friends?Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12717721719853988310noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060914556405700309.post-48113901706148275472011-10-11T13:06:33.113-06:002011-10-11T13:06:33.113-06:00Nope, that's not weird at all. ;)Nope, that's not weird at all. ;)Lindsayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12717721719853988310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060914556405700309.post-19626280781880560142011-10-07T23:39:43.544-06:002011-10-07T23:39:43.544-06:00When I was a kid, my imaginary friends were a mini...When I was a kid, my imaginary friends were a miniature white donkey named Strawberry (seriously!) and a black and white pony mare named Dutchess, who may or may not have been the imaginary version of an identical real pony named Princess, whom I rode often and loved in real life. Is it weird that my imaginary friends were animals? Maybe...Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10678283297962893674noreply@blogger.com