Cake & Ice Cream

“We never talk about our dreams for the future.”

“That’s because I don’t dream about the future.”

“Why not?”

“Dreaming just leads to disappointment.”

“Sometimes, but not always.”

“Spoken like someone who hasn’t experienced a lifetime of bitter pills.”

“But hopes and dreams fuel us, we need them.”

“Dreaming is a luxury. If you’re in survival mode all you’re looking for is a meal to fill your empty stomach. Even entertaining the idea of having a piece of cake and ice cream after your meal is insane. That’s what dreaming is to me – it’s like cake and ice cream when what I really need is just meat and potatoes.”

“So do you think I’m entitled because I believe in dreaming?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Wow. I never knew you felt that way about me.”

“I still love you though.”

“Gee, thanks. But what about our future together? I mean as a couple we’re supposed to have at least a few shared dreams, aren’t we?”

“That’s just what the capitalistic establishment pushes: dreams equal people spending more money. The whole system is rigged. Let’s just live our lives.”

“I feel like you just hit me.”

“What are you talking about? I didn’t touch you.”

“I know, I know. I said I feel like you just hit me. Like an emotional punch.”

“Well, it is what it is.”

“I hate that fucking expression.”

“What are you so upset about? Why are we arguing about dreaming?Real life is harsh.”

“Real life is harsh, but it can also be poetic and divine. You don’t allow yourself to be touched by its beauty. It’s your loss.”

“Whatever. I guess we just agree to disagree.”

“Yes, I guess we do.”

Photo from Free People

Author: sparkledame

I’m a Canadian-American writer who currently resides in Toronto ~ but My God do I miss the sunshine of Southern California! In 2014 I was diagnosed with Peritoneal Mesothelioma & I continue to deal with complications related to it. Cake for breakfast makes everything better & vintage fashion is my joy.

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