Oh I make up whole life stories... LOL I don't remember which one, but one of the Agatha Christie stories (probably a Poirot) had a character who was a mystery writer, who said the worst thing in the world was to know too much about a person because then that story you'd made up about ~why~ they were on the bus at such an odd time of day carrying that enormous bag and with their hair a mess but looking so pleased with themselves, would just get shot full of holes. (I'm paraphrasing of cousre... When she wrote it, it sounded more proper and English... LOL)
I guess if I had to narrow it down, I'd say I always wonder who they were last talking to, and where they're going. But I can usually make up a convincing answer.
