Blur, then a locker room, showers, one big space with several showers. Mixed showers. Looking for soap. Bottles everywhere, I forgot mine. I check all the bottles around, but they contain body lotion, not soap. I find soap. I run into an ex-fling, in the shower. We greet each other, talk a little, he starts kissing me, I don't like it. I tell him how to kiss me, to not just open his mouth and stick in his tongue, but gently grab my lips with his, explore rather then overtake. And then it's really nice. His friends are there. Some kind of party going on, no no, nothing sexual.
More blur.
Then I get to the parking garage where my car is and I see S's mobile phone. S is my current lover, not boy friend. Love without strings, hard as that might be sometimes. Anyway, his phone. It's been there for a week now. He hasn't told me he missed it. Should I go through his messages? NO!! But then yes I want to. And I do. I see messages from all sorts of people, other girls. And then I see another phone. In my dream he suddenly has another. It's bigger. (The same as the new one my roommate came back with last night.) There's one message that he sent to a girl: Me gusta mucho estar contigo. I love being with you. It was sent January 6. He's dream cheating on me...
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i love your writing style. no exaggeration what so ever. and this is how exactly dreams are..just glimpses and u cant really tell it like a story at times.
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