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This weekend I have noticed that Kay has turned on to TV programs about dream homes, real bourgeois stuff. I would think it late in the day for such dreams. How much fun can it be to be an old person living in a rich home? But I guess dreams aren't rational. When we dream, we don't see ourselves as old. After all, it could also be asked what is the point for a fifty-year-old man to dream of sex with twenty-somethings or teens. Arguably that is even more ridiculous, since it entails that an other should want to cater to your happy delusion. We dream because we can, and we dream of being happy, even when it has long ceased to be a real possibility.
