You can ask why, and the response you might expect to hear is probably along the lines of "I just like her music." Well I do, but the response you're going to get is, "I watched The Titanic for the first time this weekend, and now I am completely and utterly obsessed." And the fact that I'm obsessed bothers me a little, because I've been growing out of that one strange romantic stage, so I feel a little sheepish liking it so much, actually.
So, in essentials, I've thought and spoken everything Titanic-related for the past two days. I just included a Titanic reference in a story I'm writing. I've listened to "My Heart Will Go On" a grand total of three times so far, and I can guarantee you that number will have increased enormously by the end of the day. :)
And what better to suit this recent adoration than a tiny set of daydreams? Apparently, in my head, I'm a young Irish girl who met a rich woman who allowed her to come along with her on the maiden voyage of that vast ship, as part of first class. Where my daydream left off, I was trying on a beautiful cream colored dress with a blue ribbon and flowers decorating my sunhat so nicely.
And this little spot in my backyard is undoubtedly the best place to come up with these ridiculous fantasies of mine. 
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