Two chicks at the same time, man
So, cooking 2 chickens at the same time? Wild.
Retire.
Building a cabin in the woods and living off the grid
Ha, just last night I had a dream I was charged in error 600 bucks for a fancy cherro from a coffee shop that didn’t sell coffee (which I ordered not to be awkward) after I ran my card, and they refused to fix the error and kicked me out. The dream ended with me throwing a brick through their window display.
Irl though, where would I find a spare brick in this economy?
Your neighbours house
Giving up. Just skipping straight to the end.
Sure seems like a lot less work and stress than what I’ve been doing.
But I think I’d miss my dogs way too much.
They’d miss you too. Glad you’re sticking around, fellow human. 💙
Thanks. I hope they never have to.
😄 It seems fitting that a person with your name would reply since this is pretty much how I get through things now.
Murder
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Anyone in particular?
Nope. Just generic murder.
Publishing my book. I always think, “some day, I’m going to take the time to edit it and make it good enough to publish, and people will love it.” Then I go back to it and remember that it’s terrible and massively overwrought. I can’t even finish it much less make it good. And it’s like a dam in the creative part of my brain. I can’t think of another thing that isn’t just a lesser version of the project I thought was good but isn’t.
This isn’t me trolling for encouragement. I’m not a writer, and I know I don’t have the focus or stamina to write professionally. This was a dalliance, and I’m happy with my life and my accomplishments. It’s just that every once in a while, I think about publishing a book.
Well… I wouldn’t say dreaming as in “it’s a dream of mine”. But I have imagined myself from time to time to just drop everything on the spot and travel in one direction just to see where I end up.
Winning the lottery
Me at 4am laying in bed thinking about exactly how I’m going to divvy up the $100M I’m left with after taxes in an imaginary lottery win
Knowing my luck I’d win the lottery where they stone you to death for winning.
You’ve said the word “lottery”. I am now obligated to mention that one thread where someone details exactly why you shouldn’t win the lottery, and what to do in the unfortunate event that you do.
Join another band. I don’t have the energy or the motivation I had when I was younger anymore, I know it’s never going to happen again. I’m just hoping I can get myself to a place where I’m playing my drums regularly again someday.
I feel this. I miss the creative outlet but I just don’t have the time or motivation to join or start another band, or deal with shitty band mates BS for that matter. Playing regularly by myself is fine but it’s just not the same.
Move overseas. I’m not totally certain, but pretty damn close. If I was going to, I could’ve after Trump became pres. Now I’m probably going to stick it out, even if things get bad.
Driving. I gave it up long ago, but nobody told Dreamland that it seems.
Driving a truck. I enjoy driving and have fantasies about having a job without the complex social/emotional component that mine does. But in reality I think I’d be bored.
Paragliding
Saying a cool line while defending from a home invader.
I live in the UK so having a gun is out of the question. The closest thing I could get to a defense weapon is either a kitchen knife or a golf club so I’d really like to make a pun involving whatever I’m using while defending my home.
It may sound kinda dumb, but I think it would make for a funny story!
