This reminds me to a time in my childhood, when I was 9 or 10, I would crawl under Mom and Dad's bed with a few pillows. There I would relax and fall asleep. Under that bed, I would imagine it was a castle, a boat or a spaceship, flying across the universe, exploring strange and new planets. I would stay under there for hours, thinking and creating worlds of my imagination. I remember that memory fondly and hope to always cherish said memories.
