Not only can I imagine the beach, but sometimes I don&#x27;t snap out of it until an hour (or more) later. At this point I have imagined an entire plot with myself as the main character and multiple other characters. The &quot;movie&quot; starts off at the imagined beach, including the bright sun making me squint, the feel of the sand under my feet, the smell of the salt water, etc. Next thing I know an hour (or more) has passed by. In this time I have befriended my fellow imaginary beach goers and joined them in defending the beach from a zombie invasion.<p>I had a similar experience to the author. Except that it was when I learned that not everyone experiences these intense fantasies. I experience a psychological concept known as Maladaptive Daydreaming. I find it difficult, and at times impossible, to stop visualizing through my minds eye.