and i thought about sharing it with yall, but i forgot it.

no, wait, i didnt. i was working in a fast food place because a lady was working there.

more or less, the dream was:

really attractive lady. me. lust.

heh.

but it wasnt a sex dream or anything like that.

honestly, i havent had a full out "lets get it on" dream in a while.

and the thing is, when im attracted to people i meet, grow to know, whatever, i never ever have any sexual dreams about them.

they'll be in dreams, yeah, but i think the furthest any of my... uh... interests... have gone in a dream is to tell me they wanted to kiss me.

but i didnt believe them. and hence wouldnt.

this is not to say i dont dream about the ladies. because i do. ohhh i do. but even with made up dream ladies, i dont ever really... uh... do... anything.

its more just touching them, or smelling their skin, or something like that.

but the reason i dont dream-dream about the ladies i know is because it feels, sort of kind of, like i might be crossing a line they wouldnt want cross.

and im into the whole respecting the women thing, so it carries over into my dreams.

r-e-s-p-e-c-t, find out what it means to me, r-e-s-p-e-c-t, take care take care of your dreamin oooohhhhhh.

aretha. i tell you, a child is raised right if they are brought up listening to aretha.

good gosh, ive been a rambling.

and i just said gosh.

woo.

oh. earlier in the dream, in, in fact, a completely unrelated dream, i think, at least, i got into a huge fight with the parents. and we disowned each other.

but check out the use of commas there.

and now im going to go see a fridge about some banana pudding.