Not really. I'm a Hufflepuff, not a Ravenclaw. I just try to do the right thing and help people.
I suppose, technically, I'm a product of someone's imagination. Depending on how you look at things. See, I'm Lily Luna Potter, my Dad's Harry Potter, as in the book series by JK Rowling. But then did my entire existence come from the tiny epilogue I'm mentioned in when I'm about 9? Or is it some giant multiverse thing and JKR somehow connected with my world and wrote some of it down? So am I real because she thought of me or did she think of me because I'm real?
Or, ultimately, does it even matter? I feel real. I laugh and I love and I get hurt. I try to live a good life, isn't that what's important?
So I guess, maybe this is all someone's fantasy. Maybe not yours, maybe not mine, but someone's, but is that the main thing here? Or is what we feel more important?
Wow, I did not mean to ask so many questions, sorry!