Saturday morning post. Subtitled: An Answer Revealed.
Well, good morning all. I hope you all slept well. No? Well, I’m sorry. Try some camomile tea next time.
So I do believe one of the questions posed to me was: “What is your deepest, darkest fantasies? Either sexual or otherwise.”
I am sure many of you know this type of individual, the kind who works multiple jobs to support the family unit. At that point they typically react to this situation one of two ways. They can resent being ‘forced’ to support the family or they can view it as a neccesity. While I am sure they would much rather just work a single job but I’m here to tell them - I would trade it all to have the opportunity to go work two minimum wage jobs in order to struggle to try and find 10 minutes to spend with my wife and children. I would give up any of my so-called freedoms; the freedom to go where I want, when I want. If I want to spend money on something I can. Sure I’ve got my own money issues, but I have the freedom to choose if I spend it on something or not. I am not dictated by being responsible for another life. I honestly believe that there is nothing I can do in the many hours I have available to me each week that would provide me with even a fraction of the fulfillment I would get from having that 10 minutes.
So there you have it. A family man trapped inside a tragic story. My fantasy is not to never have experienced what happened, but to still manage to get to the ending that particular book was supposed to provide. Like a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure book that I picked the wrong page, but because I didn’t take my fingers off the original page, it didn’t count right? Right! I’ll pick the other option now. Ah. Well Damn. Option 1 was Death. That didn’t work out. Option 2 was loneliness and becoming massively introverted and withdrawn. I suppose that taught me some valuable lessons so it was worth it. Ah-Ha! I know, I will just go back (didn’t take my finger off the original page) and start looking down the road to option 3. Haven’t turned that page yet so I don’t know what it will be. Should be an interesting journey. Care to come along?
And that’s my post.
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That is awesome. I know the feeling about the family thing. Yes, I am happily married, but due to some stupid choices on my part (love the “choose-your-own-ending” thing) we will probably never have any children. I have that “baby fever” thing going on, but it would take an act of congress or a mere $5000 for us to even start on a family again. Yes, I said again…..we have a daughter whom I put up for adoption during a really bad point in my life. She will be 13 this year. OK, enough of my sob story…..thank you again for sharing with us. It means alot.
I keep coming back and reading this, and I still don’t know what to say.
Group Hug?
Ah hell, I might as well confess my big family secret. The only thing I ever knew for sure I wanted to be is the one thing I’ll probably never be- a mom.
I say we start a support group. Or a kidnapping ring. Not sure which one sounds better?
Unfortunately I saw this one coming. Knowing you and your desires for a family and the way it was ripped from your grasp, this is your ultimate fantasy. But, fear not, my Darlin’, I still believe that some day when you are ready you will have that fantasy. You would be an awesome husband and a dynamic dad! There are just a few issues to work on with you first…
BTW… Kudos to you for your honesty with this topic!