I daydream - a lot. It used to be my coping mechanism as a teenager. I didn't like many of the people I went to school with, I thought they were awful and superficial. Of course I got stuck in the same classes with the awful, superficial ones. I also found myself completely bored in just every class from grade 7 - 12 and a few college classes. I would think about kissing or screwing that cute guy, later that girl, sometimes I'd have a ménage à trois dream. I still daydream even now, maybe its something creative people do?

I'm not going to lie, I've had sex daydreams at work, not my current job that usually keeps me occupied. I once had a minor fender-bender because I was busy having a sexual fantasy, I try not to do that. I also had to refrain from laughing when I apologized to the person whose truck I had just hit. I think my mind needs to be occupied otherwise you will probably lose me to dreamland. If I'm unoccupied I tend to get exhausted from the sheer boredom of trying to keep myself conscious. I once had this job where I'd sit at a desk, in a back room, with no windows, and what felt like no heat. My job consisted of photo retouching using Adobe Photoshop, and putting together wedding and bat mitzvah albums - I wanted to slit my wrists with my x-acto knife. I used to think, when I wasn't daydreaming, about how many hours of my young life were being wasted by being there doing meaningless tasks. I once dozed off while putting together a wedding album - its not rocket science, it was all computer based. I used to make comments like, "my five year old cousin could do this job." I wouldn't say this to my boss however. It was basically putting images in a template - this is not what I went to art school for! The local radio station WBRU couldn't always keep my attention. I had started wondering if I had A.D.D. If only I could receive a paycheck for sleeping and/or daydreaming! Sometimes I would get a "break" and I'd have to answer a phone call. If I were having a really good daydream I would feel a bit pissy about having to answer the phone - can't they tell I was having a really good sex dream? Can't they call back later?!

After that job, I got a graphic design job where I took company logos and put them in a template. This job started at 8am. I am not a morning person. At least I did have a window. This art department was also located in a back room, it felt like it had no heat, and my Macintosh computer was from 1996 (it was 2006). I'd put on my headphones and away my imagination would go! No phones to interrupt my dreams about that current crush or that cute girl I seen at the coffee shop. Not that anyone was going to burst through my office door, to sneak off to have crazy wild sex in the bathroom - the only place where'd there would be privacy. I wonder if I'm the only person who does a mental scan of their workplace and wonders where would be a good place for impromptu sex? I once worked in a historical place in Newport (RI) - it was a large building, there was a plethora of good places that I unfortunately didn't get to try out. I suppose having sex at work is probably a bad idea and I should just stick to thinking about it - at least at work. Once I punch out, all bets are off.

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