Blog: my dream last night had lesbians in it
This blog is from 12/14
So, in my dream, 'I' (it was me, but I was someone else... some product of my subconscious, I guess) had this friend. And she was going out of town, and I was really excited... because she (for some reason) was bringing back a girl who had been our friend when we were kids. All three of us had been friends as kids, but this other girl and I (annoyingly, I got no names from this... let's call her Laura) had been BEST FRIENDS. Anyway, Laura and I and the other girl (let's go with Maria for her) had stayed in contact over the years, but we hadn't seen Laura since she left.
So Maria brings Laura back (IDK why, she just does, ok?), and I'm overjoyed to see her. I hug her really tight, getting all emotional and saying, "I thought I'd never see you again." That's when I realize... I'm in love with her. I have been for a while. But of course she can't know.
Laura's only here for a summer. The three of us decide we want to go on a road trip before Laura leaves. One problem though... we need the money.
We decide to put on a show. It's Maria who suggests the plot.
"We have an Indian princess," she says, gesturing at Laura. "And her parents are trying to marry her off..."
"But she falls in love with another man," Laura suggests, ever the romantic.
"Or with a woman!" I blurt faster than seems possible, totally unintentionally.
Maria looks at me knowingly. "Or with a woman," she says.
And before I know it, we're set up. Laura and I are the leads in a sweeping lesbian romance... play/musical type of thing.
We're rehearsing in full costume. Laura wears a red and gold sari and looks so beautiful. I'm a palace worker of the lower class. In this scene, I'm supposed to kiss her. Up till now we'd skipped that bit. In this rehearsal, however (so close to opening night), we know we have to do it.
So we do- but when my lips meet hers, I find myself carried away, and I start kissing her with a passion. For a moment there she kisses back... but when we part she looks taken aback, and runs offstage.
"You idiot," Maria (who's producing it) says. "You weren't supposed to kiss her for real!"
Looking for an excuse, I protest that we'd vetoed the whole hands-over-mouths stage kiss thing.
"Yes," she replies. "But you weren't supposed to kiss her like you mean it!"
I have no response to this. I'm thinking that it's wisest not to go after Laura. But I can't help but wonder if I've just lost a best friend.bl
So, in my dream, 'I' (it was me, but I was someone else... some product of my subconscious, I guess) had this friend. And she was going out of town, and I was really excited... because she (for some reason) was bringing back a girl who had been our friend when we were kids. All three of us had been friends as kids, but this other girl and I (annoyingly, I got no names from this... let's call her Laura) had been BEST FRIENDS. Anyway, Laura and I and the other girl (let's go with Maria for her) had stayed in contact over the years, but we hadn't seen Laura since she left.
So Maria brings Laura back (IDK why, she just does, ok?), and I'm overjoyed to see her. I hug her really tight, getting all emotional and saying, "I thought I'd never see you again." That's when I realize... I'm in love with her. I have been for a while. But of course she can't know.
Laura's only here for a summer. The three of us decide we want to go on a road trip before Laura leaves. One problem though... we need the money.
We decide to put on a show. It's Maria who suggests the plot.
"We have an Indian princess," she says, gesturing at Laura. "And her parents are trying to marry her off..."
"But she falls in love with another man," Laura suggests, ever the romantic.
"Or with a woman!" I blurt faster than seems possible, totally unintentionally.
Maria looks at me knowingly. "Or with a woman," she says.
And before I know it, we're set up. Laura and I are the leads in a sweeping lesbian romance... play/musical type of thing.
We're rehearsing in full costume. Laura wears a red and gold sari and looks so beautiful. I'm a palace worker of the lower class. In this scene, I'm supposed to kiss her. Up till now we'd skipped that bit. In this rehearsal, however (so close to opening night), we know we have to do it.
So we do- but when my lips meet hers, I find myself carried away, and I start kissing her with a passion. For a moment there she kisses back... but when we part she looks taken aback, and runs offstage.
"You idiot," Maria (who's producing it) says. "You weren't supposed to kiss her for real!"
Looking for an excuse, I protest that we'd vetoed the whole hands-over-mouths stage kiss thing.
"Yes," she replies. "But you weren't supposed to kiss her like you mean it!"
I have no response to this. I'm thinking that it's wisest not to go after Laura. But I can't help but wonder if I've just lost a best friend.bl