Imagine that you have a Wii, a DS, a Flip video recorder, a competent digital camera, a creaky but functioning smart-phone, an e-reader and a laptop. Then imagine that you have a secret longing for a Dell Inspiron Mini and a Touch Kobo that has you checking out the job opportunities at Chapters and local dress shops. You would have an accurate picture of me, except that it wouldn't show that I am also feeling kind of uber-consumer-y, and unworthy.
Now imagine that you are a straight woman in a rewarding second marriage and that you have a dream that you are a lesbian coming out to your family, which includes all your children and grandchildren at about age 4 and both your husbands looking as smashing as they did at 25 and a set of parents whose religious background means they should shun you, or at least try to have you "cured", but who don't. You would have an accurate picture of me, except that it wouldn't show how much time I spent this morning wondering whether it was the red wine or the no-snacks-after-dinner that got me there.
Don't thank me. It was just another day in the life.