Wednesday's Riddle...

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It's Wednesday! The middle of the week! Are YOU ready for the third riddle for this week, reader?

 Let's do this!

If you look you cannot see me. And if you see me you cannot see anything else. I can make anything you want happen, but later everything goes back to normal. What am I? 



Your imagination and dreams! And wasn't the picture on the right perfect for this? 

 Do you get it?

 Hopefully you do, reader. Come back here tomorrow for Thursday's riddle, if you want to!

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