Fantasize about being a daring and heroic pilot squaring off against enemy airplanes over some foreign land. Also fantasize about sillier, even more juvenile things, like if Pokemon were real and I was battling in the Pokemon League and everyone was watching me in the stadium and I'm projected on a big movie screen. I pull out a little ball and I'm like "POCKET MONSTER..GO!" and Dragonair or Milotic pop out and my opponent uses Aerodactyl. Its totally awesome, like a mini-Godzilla fight and my heart is racing and I'm just so excited. Cool music is playing too and I'm 100X times more awesome than Ash or his buddies ever were. Its like Pokemon Adventure, except even cooler and more real. Then I wake up.
I also frequently dream about and fantasize about somehow being in the airforce, yet not having to endure any of the painful, bad stuff. In my dream I suit up and go into this hanger where an F-16 is waiting for me and my squadron hops into the other jets and we take off to have fun and participate in mock dog fights. When I wake up I realize the people in my squad are either dead relatives, old friends that are long gone or even fictional characters, like Guile from Street Fighter (lol I liked his stage as a kid). Once I had a dream where I was flying in a F-4E and my deceased cat was the navigator and showing me how to strafe
targets over North Vietnam. It was a very vivid dream and I think I was talking in my sleep for my cat. When I go out late at night to run I play this fantasy in my head too.
I fantasize about being an awesome sorceress with long hair that flows down my back and I have an awesome Beholder or Dragon minion. Other times I fantasize about being a "cute" necromancer obsessed with the dead, but instead of being cruel and evil, I have stitched up dead puppies and kittens that I have re-animated to be my friends. They of course are amalgamations of other animals too, I've improvised with their decayed bodies and had to replace certain parts with other mammals or even reptiles. Their eye sockets and orifices glow with a ecto-cooler green light like a willow wisp that serves as their "soul". To protect me against over zealous paladins and clerics I have a giant dragon zombie minion and have some levels in whatever magic school lets me summon monsters, I forgot. I don't even remember if that spell school is compatible with necromancy in D&D 3.5, which I'm basing most of this fantasy off of..but who cares its fantasy so I can be as cool as I want.
When I listen to Skinny Puppy and Ministry I fantasize about being the lead vocalist of a late 80s/early 90s style industrial rock band. All the songs we do are avant-garde-ish and hard to decipher but underlying themes talk about animal rights, war or more esoteric things like the occult. Our shows would be awesome, risque and crazy as s**t. I would think up great lyrics, be good at singing and gossip magazines would make up lies about me, like how I was evil and worshiped Satan. I imagine Ogre would even play at some of our shows.
Oh I'm the supreme dork. I have a lot of daydreams and fantasies, quite egotistical because I'm always important or super cool in them.