I can address this topic of “Favorite Fantasy” either in a short, half-page essay, or I can go into complete detail in a much longer, thousand-page essay. I think I'll go for the short one. That way, it won't try our patience, either in my having to write it, or in your having to listen to it.
It's not that I have one favorite fantasy; I have eleven thousand fantasies. They all have, however, just one, consistent theme. I'm not going to be maudlin about what I present, but I will be truthful, no matter how personal it is.
You already have heard from my previous presentations that I would have wished for a better childhood, a much more loving family, a much better up-bringing so that I would not have had so much baggage to drag along with me throughout my life.
In each of my fantasies, I see myself as indisputably worthy of being loved. I find the most compatible, loving partner. The partner is part of an ideal family. And my not having such a family, they fully accept me into their family.
In reality, it is far too late for me to experience my fantasy as I ideally would prefer it to be. I can imagine, however, that such a scenario actually could be possible for some younger people. The one, major element of my fantasy that seems to have no way of fitting into the real world is that, if I could achieve such a fulfilling fantasy, somehow I wish it could be permanent, that nothing could change for the worse, that such a wonderful life could go on forever.
I realize that this would be asking far too much, that my fantasy is far too removed from reality. I guess that's why such dreams are called “fantasies.”
© 11 October 2013
About the Author
No comments:
Post a Comment