Saturday, February 25, 2012


I'm naked again.
Maybe he won't notice. He's standing right there looking at me, talking to me, smiling at me.
He's definitely not running away, screaming and trying to poke his own eyes out. So he must not be able to see that I'm naked.
I try to slide to the side and make an escape before he clues in, but then I realize...oh hell, he's naked too.
This would be a lot better dream if I could pick the guy to be naked with.