Aug 20, 2017 07:23
I dreamt I had a crush on a Muslim student. I was a bit older than him. It felt like when I first came out and got involved in the queer student association at University of Guelph. We were participating in a march to support Muslim students. He was my roommate but we didn’t know one another very well yet. He wasn’t bearish but he had a solid build and a beautiful face, and he wore glasses. He reminds me a little of Raymond, a Chinese student I had a crush on when we were in University Bible Studies together.
He was marching with his friends. The march went all over campus and went through various buildings on a kind of highway system with ramps. We marched for hours. At first he was far ahead of me in the march, and it seemed like he was trying to establish his autonomy from me. But I started catching up and it felt like he was letting me catch up. Then at one point I lost him completely for a while. There was a rest stop in a food court where someone was giving a lecture about student rights. I was looking forward to trying some ethnic food. I saw something sweet that had been made with rose water, and I wanted to try it. I looked all over the place for him and finally found him. He had saved a seat for me right beside him. I sat down and our arms rubbed together.
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