He was your closest friend, and yet, you had never met him. Far away, lost inside your own little world was where he lived. It was just a daydream… but it felt so real to you.

He lived in your dreams, even daydreams like some kind of spirit or ghost, but he felt more like a lurker versus something you happened to make up in your head. He would talk freely, think freely, and watch as your days went by. It kept the loneliness at bay.