“He Had The Wrong Dreams.”

“All wrong.” Biff then added in Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman. “The man didn’t know who he was.”

I can identity. Can you?

My quest is to unearth my dark side and my angst is serving me.

Some mornings I feel like my walk is over and other mornings I am just beginning.

I need to be Harry and to have Hermine, characters in Hermann Hesse’s Steppenwolf.

Oh wait, I think my life’s partner was Hermine in an earlier life. Was I Harry?



6 thoughts on ““He Had The Wrong Dreams.”

  1. Carole Webber August 16, 2014 / 12:09 pm

    I think you should concentration on the bright side. forget that dark side,
    You may be reading the wrong books,

    • fictionfitz August 16, 2014 / 8:11 pm

      Even if I am loving them?

  2. New Hampshire Garden Solutions August 16, 2014 / 5:52 pm

    Some of us might have the wrong dreams but I don’t think that it would be up to someone else to determine if we were. It seems like it would be something we would have to discover for ourselves.

    • fictionfitz August 16, 2014 / 8:10 pm

      I think the comment of the son came from his father’s suicide and from his experience of living as a dysfunctional family.

  3. SirenaTales August 17, 2014 / 8:18 am

    FF, Thank you for sharing so honestly your introspection. You are courageous in exploring this territory of getting to know yourself as fully as possible. The travel may be uncomfortable at times, even excruciating, but ultimately yields a fuller life and understanding of ourselves and others, I believe. Can I relate to lack of self-knowledge? Heck, yeah. Rock on, my friend. xo

    • fictionfitz August 17, 2014 / 1:19 pm

      It is easier exploring this way than by United Airlines.

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