I think most people who see me spacing out think I've just gone fishing. Sometime I do go fishing, when I space out. When I'm so tired I put my head down, I sometimes imagine I'm sitting on the side of a stream, fishing for something to cook. I would be sitting there with my future friends, and/or my big or small dog named Baby, or i would be alone, and it would just be me fishing. I could catch all sorts of fresh water fish: flounders, sheep fish, minnows, blue fins, catfish. I could cook something up, honey and lemon pepper sound good with grilled fish. Maybe one day I could live the life I fantasize of.
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The Dream Cottage Fantasy
RandomI talk about my dream life and the fantasy I escape to from real life.
