ommetaphobia

My oddness has reached dizzying levels it seems. There's this japanese restaurant I often go to that has this waiter who is always so nice and informative about the different foods they have. For some reason, I've dvelopped a platonic crush on him. I don't find him to be particularly handsome and I don't actually like him at all, but something about him makes me want to be married to him. I imagine him being a very doting husband. He'd have a suit and briefcase and he's kiss me on the cheek when he'd leave for work. I'd slave all day in the kitchen just to make him happy and we'd have a dog and a house with a white picket fence. So I seem to be in love with someone I am no sexually attracted to and who I don't even like. These thoughts are disturbing as : I don't like mangina. I'm a raging feminist who likes to be dominant in my relationships. I've never actually spoken to him outside of asking for my bill and, finally, he's about 40 years old.

I wonder if I'm the only one who has imaginary relationships with people I'm not even attracted to...