I know that might sound ridiculous but what a powerful, liberating, wonderful thing thinking is. I can think of anything at anytime and there is no one or no thing that can stop me.
I can think of going to, say, France. Boom! I'm there.
I can think of my old friend when I was just 5 years old. There he is.
Hey Bobby! Is Speed Racer on yet?
I can feel the cold of the river and the grip of the flyrod.
To be able to escape where I care to go, see whoever I care to see, and imagine any thing I can possibly imagine, and all within a fraction of a second. It is a power and an ability of which I am in awe.
I believe this is my attraction to writing. I get to go to places and see people and during the detailed thoughts that make up the writing process- I escape even more throughly and for longer periods of time.
Hopefully as a reader, you, one day, can come along with me. I know you also have the freedom to imagine even my descrption of my thoughts in your own way (which is more than OK with me). In fact, you might even do a better job at it and even conclude that I must be a better writer than I actually am (with which I am also more than OK).
It's really the only way I get to take passengers along with my thoughts and sometimes it's just nice to have the company.