A Question I Didn’t See Coming

The other night my wife and I were driving, and it was one of those rare moments where nothing was happening. No music, no kids talking, no urgency. She was staring out the window, day dreaming, when she turned to me and asked a question that stopped me dead ass cold. Something honestly, I don’t think I could prepare for in anyway and something I could not see coming.

 “So… are dragons, like, real?”

I did not answer right away because I did know what to say. I was convinced she had to be fucking with me because the question was so unexpected and so casually asked. What power play was she making? I laughed, assuming this was a setup, and she laughed too, which only reinforced my suspicion. Well played on her part leaving me wondering I thought. Well played.

After an awkward silence I broke the news to her that dragons are not real nor have they ever been real. We laughed it off and kept driving.

The Vote That Changed Reality

About a week later, my wife went out to dinner with some close friends of hers. At some point during the night, she brought our dragon drive.

Instead of laughing, the group decided it was worth revisiting. What started as a funny story somehow turned into a discussion, and before I knew it, my phone was ringing with a FaceTime call from the entire table. They meant business.

During the call, I was informed that a vote was about to take place. A real vote. On whether dragons are fucking real. I was confident that basic fact, science, and logic would step in and save the day.

The vote passed. Unanimously. Not a single God Damn dissenting opinion.

Just like that, dragons became real. Scientifically. Factually. Without question. What made it worse was that they laughed at me for being confused, as if I was the dumb one for not understanding this newly established truth. Guys, I felt dumb.

When Logic Loses the Popular Vote

I tried to explain that this is not really how facts or science work. Well, I mean, for the most part we live in interesting times. You cannot vote mythical creatures into existence, no matter how confident everyone feels about it. Science, evidence, and reality usually matter in these things. I was immediately dismissed because, according to them, the vote had already happened.

The matter was settled. I realized I was outmatched, not intellectually, but socially. Logic had lost to democracy, and democracy was feeling very smug.

They Tracked Me Down!

I assumed that was the end of it. I was wrong. Very wrong.

They came over and continued the discussion. There were more arguments about why dragons could absolutely be real if you really think about it. I won’t even lie I began to questions my logic. Like am I the dumb one? Do one of them have a dragon in their backyard or something? Every attempt I made to add reason into the conversation was met with the same response, that the vote already proved everything that needed proving. After a few more drinks they all went home feeling victorious. I sat there still in disbelief and dragonless.

I Mean I Want Dragons to Be Real

To be clear this story is not some secret metaphor. This actually happened.

As absurd as this entire experience was, it’s so funny to me. Not because dragons are now apparently real, but because moments like this are exactly what keep marriage and life fun. Marriage is not just about logistics, stress, and responsibility. It is also about laughing at completely ridiculous bullshit together.

It is about having stories that make absolutely no sense to anyone else. It is about realizing that the person you married has a brain that occasionally takes routes through nonsense, and choosing to enjoy that instead of fighting it. That person is always me so its nice to not be that person for once.

This whole thing also reminded me how important it is to have friends you can be completely unfiltered and dumb with. Friends who will take a random, terrible logic and turn it into a full-blown event. Friends who are willing to commit fully, even when it makes no sense.

Life is heavy enough as it is. Having people who can temporarily throw logic out the window just to laugh together is not childish. It is necessary. I am really reaching here because now I am second guessing if they think it’s a joke. I mean don’t get me wrong I wish dragons were real, I really do. It would be so dope but nonetheless that’s not the reality we live in … or used to live in I guess.

Why Arguing Like This Is Actually Healthy

There is something underrated about having people you can debate with without any real stakes. Not fights, but fun disagreements where no one is trying to win anything meaningful. The argument itself becomes the entertainment, not the outcome. I mean who hasn’t argued about best superhero, best dinosaur, best show, that shit matters. For the record, Batman, Velociraptor, and Breaking Bad. Those are the only right answers. Side note, Velociraptor is seriously the hardest word to spell ever. It took me like 10 tries for me to get close enough for Spellcheck to correct it.

There is no big lesson here. No moral wrapped up neatly at the end like I usually try. Well maybe the only lesson is Dragons are now real. That’s pretty cool I guess. I mean honestly, I would rather live in a world that has dragons than one that doesn’t.

One Last Question

If your spouse has ever hit you with a completely unhinged thought that left you speechless, I want to hear about it. Those moments need to be shared.

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