Ever since I was a kid, I've had certain fantasies I'll use to rock myself to sleep, metaphorically. I haven't physically rocked myself since I was little little, but I did know a guy that did this in high school. I slept over at his house once and watched him do this from the floor. I may be lucky to be alive after that friendship.
But, y'know, as I'm going to sleep my mind wanders and if there isn't a thread to track it and keep it on the task of dozing off, I could be up all night thinking about this and that. So I've got my go to fantasies.
One is Three Wishes. I've had the same wishes all my life. First is the never-ending wallet. This is a wallet that is constantly replenishing itself up to $100. So, conceivably, I could have an infinite amount of money, just in $100 increments. Second is the invulnerable car. Nothing fancy, probably the car I have now, but it never breaks down, needs maintenance or gas. And the third is to be able to fly. Often I'll think of this ability in the form of wings, but then I can't figure out where they'd go while I was working or something. That stuff with Warren Worthington III strapping his wings down in the early days of the X-Men is utterly implausible. I mean, c'mon.
The next fantasy is of a vehicle I've developed in my mind that allows me to do anything. It takes the form of a pod in which I sit, with a clear covering to it so I can see out. There are controls on the inside, joysticks for both hands to control it. It has the ability to become invulnerable and transparent. It can travel through time and stop it entirely. And it can do something unique where, through it's transparency, I can walk as if I were outside of it, without leaving the actual pod. Kind of like how you can move around on the holodeck of the Enterprise without ever actually leaving the holodeck. It allows me to spy on people or just stop time and sleep for as long as I want. (This one usually comes up when I'm going to bed late and have to be up early the next day.)
And the third is what I would do in extreme situations. Sometimes I'll refer back to the day. Like if I'm at work and someone abducts a kid and I have to chase him down in the parking lot and everyone's surprised by how fast I can actually move. Or how maybe when I saw the woman smiling at my Dark Phoenix references from Uncanny X-men and not the movie even, I could have gone after her and proposed marriage. I mean, c'mon, she followed the part where Jen turns a tree to gold and collapses it on Collosus. That's definite marriage material. Or, there's the one where someone tries to break into my apartment through the bedroom window and I have to defend myself and all I have to do it with is my Iron Man helmet, Thor's hammer and Captain America shield. And then I imagine the culprit laughing so hard at the sight of me that he just gives up and goes away.
Ooh, it occurs to me now that to fill out the outfit, I could wear my Red Robot socks from Diesel Sweeties, Superman boxer briefs, Chewbacca shirt, Black Spider-man hoodie, Green Lantern ring and Star Trek phaser.
I'd be unstoppable in my dreams.
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