From Adam Ross’ novel “Mr. Peanut:”
Men dream of starting over. Not even necessarily with another woman. They dream of a clean slate, of disappearing, of walking off a plane on a layover and making a new life for themselves in a strange city—Grand Rapids, say, or Nashville. They dream of an apartment all their own, of silence, of joining Delta Force and fighting in Iraq, of introducing themselves by the nickname they’d always wished they had. Of a time and place where they can use everything they know now that they hadn’t known then—that is, before they were married. And then they might be happy.
Make that women, too.