[Fake editor’s note: Alex has a B.A. in philosophy that he hasn’t been using very much. To make his parents feel like they didn’t waste $100k, he’s going to occasionally answer big philosophical questions for us in a way that would make academics and educated people cringe. -Alex (in the 3rd person)]
The other night I didn’t cheat on my fiancee in a dream. I was so close. The girl in my dream really wanted to do it with me and I said “I can’t, I’ve already got a Megan.” And dream-girl was like “She’ll never find out.” That’s not great awake logic, but for a dream that should have been more than enough. I should have done it. Instead, I responded as I would have had the whole thing been real, and I remained unlaid for the rest of the dream.
I believe in ethics based on moral intuition. If something feels bad, that gives me valuable information about how it should be treated ethically. I also subscribe to the unnecessary complex tautology that if something makes me feel bad, abstaining from its opposite is a moral necessity.
Therefore, since I feel guilty for not having sex in my dream, it must be morally righteous to abstain from being faithful while I’m sleeping.
It is a bigger risk to become boring in our imaginations than to have them differ from our real world desires. While I would never want my fiancee to treat me like a thought criminal, she deserves better than to marry a thought square.
As such, any time I go for an entire night without having a sex dream, I need to apologize to my fiancee immediately upon waking.
Since I hate apologizing, I’m going to work on recognizing I’m dreaming while I’m dreaming. When a beautiful woman says “She’ll never find out” I should respond with “You’re probably right. And since I’m dreaming, even if she did find out, she’d probably just turn into my 3rd grade teacher and we’d ride off in a go kart and my mom would be disappointed I’m not a doctor.”

There was no box for “god, you’re annoying,” so I could not vote.
Alex,
Thanks again for this awesome self aggrandizing post stealth bragging that you are getting married to your fiance whenever in the future. This type of writing is good for personal, nobody-except-your-mom-and-creeper-exes-reads type blogs, not blogtown.
Thank you again for reinforcing the fact you are the new A.Tonry, the Emily Harris of the mercury.
ATT:editors, please edit this shit away.
Sincerely,
blogtown reader miguel
Oh, for fuck’s sake… THIS is what you’re doing with your parents’ hundred grand? They must be so proud…