Thread: What's your Sustaining Daydream

Alright gents, tell us all your sustaining daydream. What would your personal world be like? Where would you live? How would you live? How would you dress? Foods you would have etc etc. This is YOUR daydream so tell it how it is. I will attempt to start the show here, and we can all blame Earcutter for pushing me into starting this thread.

My little fantasy world is set somewhere where I am surrounded by a mixture of dense wooded land and some open pasture land with rolling hills. There's a fresh water stream flowing from a good water source, either a spring or coming from distant mountains. The water is cool and clear. I have a small cabin inside the edge of the woods. Just one room for my bed, a table and a couple of chairs, a fireplace with a mantle. From the pegs set into the walls hang my rifles and swords when not being carried or worn. I have a small yard and stable area for my horse. Two dogs live with me. Rhodesian ridgebacks most likely.
I have a small vegetable plot and I hunt for my meat, taking only what I need as I need it. Preserving what I don't have an immediate use for. I am financially sustained by my great prowess as a writer and also by trading my leather work from the hides of animals I've hunted. However my lifestyle does not call for me to rely on money, and anyway, the nearest populated area is a bloody long way away.
I like to while away my downtime reading, or just lying out on a nearby hillside near the stream, and watching the clouds drift by across the cobalt blue sky, listening to the birds in the trees and the water gurgling across the stream bed.

No it may not be a realistic dream, but it's mine anyway.


Mick

Edwardian, rural, English. Maybe a shop owner, or a farmer. Not working too hard though. Edwardian with excellent health care, no wars no violence, no greed. Horses, no cars. Or maybe like Model T fords only. No electricity, but solar hot water. Near the beach, on a small grassy cliff; I'd have a little row boat moored in the yellow bay, maybe my Model T Ford would be red, the boat light blue. My house would be stone, two rooms, big fire places, toilet out the back, a well, a stream nearby. I'd have a young family, and I'd be about 30, maybe a dog or two; a cow, goat, a market nearby and all the neighbours are very very quiet and very very nice. There'd be a lot of really good art, but it'd be free. There'd be no religion. Lots of music, no TV. I'd wear a waistcoat always, a hat, I'd take afternoon tea in a coffee house, sometimes I'd attend the theatre or the club. I'd walk in the foothills on weekends and build up immense strength carrying my field camera around (I'm also a great photographer) and easel and paints (I also paint). In the evenings, when alone in my two roomed hut with my young family, I play the piano, the wife darns socks, the kids study globes, atlases and encyclopaedias. It's possible I'm Amish or in a cult. I wouldn't mind being the leader of a cult; or even a leader of a band of partisans. I'm not sure I could grow a beard, though, and I look funny wearing a beret...

Originally Posted by carlmaloschneider

Not working too hard though. Edwardian with excellent health care, no wars no violence, no greed. Horses, no cars. Or maybe like Model T fords only. No electricity, but solar hot water. Near the beach, on a small grassy cliff; I'd have a little row boat moored in the yellow bay

Sounds like Gilligan's Island!
Ginger, or Mary Anne?

Mick, this is one helluva topic!
As a younger man, mine involved the presence of my parents, Mr. Phil Pritchard, the Dominion of Canada Challenge Cup (aka Stanley Cup), and lots of celebratory beverages.
Lately, as a middle-ager, I'd be satisfied with the physical health I enjoyed just 10 years ago...my oh my, how the times have changed.
Yesterday, I would have loved taking SWMBO out for a pleasant ride on my Vulcan Nomad along Lake Michigan's spectacular coastline on this autumn's most beautiful day thus far. Maybe next year...
Dreams are fleeting, yet they serve the function of muddling through the drudgery of common existence. Cheers, mate!

Originally Posted by mapleleafalumnus

Sounds like Gilligan's Island!
Ginger, or Mary Anne?

Mary-Anne I think...

I'm at home, and my drains are clogged so I call the plumber. When they turn up, it is Megan Fox wearing only a tool belt. Someone with an electric guitar starts playing "bow chikka bow bow wokka wokka" music in the background....

James.

In all honesty, I am living it. Grown up kids with good morals, a mean SWMBO who keeps it all in line. Work when I want to and too many projects to count. Nothing fancy. Managable life. House paid for. I can fix anything in it. Small church down the street and good, loyal customers for my business. No money problems! No money.....no problems! I have learned patience and that the journey is most of the destination. I just wish the future would be brighter for my kids. Aside from that, I am as happy as a pig in a wallow!
Tom

Originally Posted by Jimbo

I'm at home, and my drains are clogged so I call the plumber. When they turn up, it is Megan Fox wearing only a tool belt. Someone with an electric guitar starts playing "bow chikka bow bow wokka wokka" music in the background....

James.

I'm tellin' ya missus on you mate!


Mick

Originally Posted by MickR

I'm tellin' ya missus on you mate!


Mick

I didn't get to the part where my missus walks in and discovers us...that's when the real fun begins!

James.

Isn't it usually the chick who needs HER drain snaked? I dunno... Meggan Fox......ahhh, yeah I guess so.