Nightmares...
... are curious.
I wonder what other people's nightmares are like?
I had one earlier, woke me up in a cold sweat my heart beating hella fast. It started off innocently... well erotically enough. A young woman I know in real life, naked from the waste down inviting me to explore with my fingers. Again, still in my dreams I can't get laid. When the scene changed... I wake up in what I thought was her bed, the room a mismash of fuscia and pink shades. And the air was tense very much so. Looking out the window at a darkened world, seeing the darker shadows of objects sprawled across the grass, swingsets and such.
And I became scared. Scared of something that I could not see yet I very well knew it was there. No sign of it yet I was absolutely sure, it was *there*. The scene changed, a different room, don't know who it belong to. Yet I was still terrified at this nameless something, at this unidentified *thing*. The fear got worse to the point that I woke up panicked.
Feeling my heart racing in my chest and a cold sweat despite the warm clothes I was wearing.
I wonder what other people's nightmares are like?
I had one earlier, woke me up in a cold sweat my heart beating hella fast. It started off innocently... well erotically enough. A young woman I know in real life, naked from the waste down inviting me to explore with my fingers. Again, still in my dreams I can't get laid. When the scene changed... I wake up in what I thought was her bed, the room a mismash of fuscia and pink shades. And the air was tense very much so. Looking out the window at a darkened world, seeing the darker shadows of objects sprawled across the grass, swingsets and such.
And I became scared. Scared of something that I could not see yet I very well knew it was there. No sign of it yet I was absolutely sure, it was *there*. The scene changed, a different room, don't know who it belong to. Yet I was still terrified at this nameless something, at this unidentified *thing*. The fear got worse to the point that I woke up panicked.
Feeling my heart racing in my chest and a cold sweat despite the warm clothes I was wearing.