I do a bit of woolgathering. Ok, a lot a bit of woolgathering. Hey, I’m an only child. And sometimes all I had was my woolgathering to keep me entertained. My woolgathering could take me anywhere, even out of this galaxy or back in time. My woolgathering made me princess, ninja, and a pony.
Woolgathering my fellow wordphiliacs is indulgence in idle imagination or a foolish pursuit. You should try it sometimes.
