I think if there is one place in the world where you can do whatever you want, it is in your head. And I don't even think it matters what those fantasies are like...if they are the wistful "If onlys..." I sometimes entertain or if they are full on "doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo" fantasies.
[Note: "doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo" is my sad attempt to more accurately represent the elevator music that comprises 70s porn soundtracks...I suppose I should have just gone with the more culturally intelligible but incorrect: bow-chicka-bow-wow. Sigh.]
I can only aspire to the "doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo" kind of dreams. Right now, they are solidly in the "If only" category, although they sort of have a soundtrack of their own. Coldplay maybe...
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[Note: "doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo" is my sad attempt to more accurately represent the elevator music that comprises 70s porn soundtracks...I suppose I should have just gone with the more culturally intelligible but incorrect: bow-chicka-bow-wow. Sigh.]
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