Have you ever felt like you are a part of something that doesn't exist?

I was sitting in a dark, empty theatre tonight, putting my scarf on, pulling on my coat and I felt like I was someplace different. It was familiar. It was comfortable. It wasn't a real place.

Tell me I've seen too many old movies. Call it movie magic. I all of a sudden felt glamourous (in jeans and a sweater). I felt like I was in a theatre in the early 1940s. All when I was wrapping my scarf...

side-note: I'm also apparently using UK English tonight! TheatRE?? GlamOUrous?? ok...