Isnt it kind of childish?

seriously? an adult pretends to have an imaginary friend and keeps repeating to himself and others that he does. 30 , 40, 50 and 80 year olds all pretending, hoping to stay the cruel realizations that life brings, and keep them from coming home, until the day you escape into a nothingness you will never know? how long will you keep running and running away from that which is inescapable?