sex and dreams
Scientific studies indicate that the depressed dream earlier and longer than others. I could have guessed that.
This morning I had a rather odd fantasy sequence. I dreamed that I was in my old childhood bedroom, on the bottom bunk of my bunkbed. I was wearing what seemed to be a gaudy, tasteless uniform (possibly that of a marching band) and C. was there with me. She stripped off my uniform and wanted to have sex. I hesitated, but then agreed despite knowing full well that J. (her future/current/ex boyfriend and object of my obsession) was up on the top bunk, listening to everything.
This morning I had a rather odd fantasy sequence. I dreamed that I was in my old childhood bedroom, on the bottom bunk of my bunkbed. I was wearing what seemed to be a gaudy, tasteless uniform (possibly that of a marching band) and C. was there with me. She stripped off my uniform and wanted to have sex. I hesitated, but then agreed despite knowing full well that J. (her future/current/ex boyfriend and object of my obsession) was up on the top bunk, listening to everything.