Does everyone have an active internal life, or is it just a few of us? Fiorella has lived in her imagination since forever, and Husband's the same way. Maybe that's what brought them together.
But does everyone daydream? Or do some people plod through life without plotting out alternative universes? Without envisioning thrilling romances and exciting adventures? Without fantasizing turns of fate that would lead them to fame, fortune, and happily ever after? Without being careful not to step on a crack and break Mother's back?
Is this the sort of thing that separates us from the beasts? Or does it?