Logically Dreaming

The only bad thing about winters is, well - the fact that they're so cold. As a child, I would look forward to a long lazy winter, spent relaxing in bed, racing against time to finish innumerable novels. As an adult, it seems to be quite a hinderance instead.
Sleep is so bountiful, that one hardly even finds the energy to work or to convince oneself to work. One only looks for excuses to indulge in a hot cup of coffee or a long hot bath.
But the committments made, are committments to be honored - and thats only a part of the story.
Yesterday, my little friend Ishika from my club dropped in. Apparently, some drawing competition at school provoked the little one to come to me for the rescue. The concept, she said, was 'My Dream Car'.
What she showed me was a car decorated with flowers and a heart, over a pretty garden, under a blue blue sky.
What I led her to draw was a car with lollipops and chocolates swimming over the blue ocean under a sky with smiley clouds.
I don't think she liked it very much, but I insisted the creative way is the way to go. 'But cars don't swim, maam!', she argued, 'and clouds don't have faces..."
I hate it when logic rules over imagination...