Sometimes I'll do that. It's usually while I'm in the waiting room at my pulmonologist. I'll see the other patients waiting to see their doctors and I'll sort of let my mind wander and try and come up with what I think their situation may be and if perhaps they are going through similar things as me.

I hate to say it but I probably wouldn't let myself try and come up with a story for the couple you saw today. It's just so depressing to even think about that I guess I sort of block it out of my mind. I'm very ashamed to admit that.