Glen Campbell sang a song about it,--
the dreams of a housewife,
what they were, what really happened.
But how about the dreams of her husband?

Her husband remembers the times he dressed up fancy,
for dances and parties where he felt so out of place,
because he wasn't that good at things like that,
but he went anyway.
And he made plans and had dreams
that one day he would conquer the world of busniess,
as an executive, or someone with the right combination
of ideas and expertise, and he would become someone important.
Or he would start his own successful business,
and become a strong and important part of the community,
and be respected by everyone in town.
He would live in a nice house in a nice neighborhood,
and he would drive a nice car, as would his wife,
and his family and their lives would be perfect,
and his home life would be everything that he thought it should be.
And he would grow older with grace and with dignity,
family and children and friends would be numerous,
and he would have the respect and admiration of everyone,
and he would be happy and very content with his life.
And things would be just wonderful... a wonderful life, if you will...

Well, those were some of my dreams, anyway...
And today? Where have the dreams led to...?
Well, right now I'm going to clean the litterbox...

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