Alex is a nine-year-old boy. He does something creative everyday.

Maybe he writes a poem. Maybe he creates a Lazy Wolf comics. Maybe he designs a board game. Or maybe he hops on a radio show to talk about his stuffed animals.

Mom: Alex, who are you talking to?
Alex: Myself. I am day-dreaming.
Mom: Why don’t you save the dreaming part to the night?
Alex: I dream at night too. The difference is that I can control what I dream about during day.