An old man stopped at the desk, leaned in and asked me in a hushed voice, “What do you do for boredom?” I laughed, and told him I day dream.

Update: The old man returned the very next day and asked, “Still day dreaming?” He commented on how beautiful it is that your mind can wander. “You can go anywhere you want in your mind,” he said. “When I was in fourth grade, my mind would go to Mount Si.”