when your dream actually makes sense and it feels like an extension of your day (but even better), it's rare. rare that for once you are not eating some wild plant that was actually your mothers arm 5 minutes prior or something else to that extent, and instead just having the best time ever.
so i was right in the middle of one last night. the best kind of real dream. i was having fun, we were all having fun. all my friends were there, and no one was half mutant. just when the good part started to happen there was an addition to the dream that was coming from real life. real life noise that happens regularly from my building opposite.
as i was being lured down a dark alley by a handsome kind of stranger who was leaning in to give me what was going to be the best kiss known to man kind...he was stopped by some sort of wild moaning. 'what the hell is that' he says...
FUCK IT, wide awake! woken up. by the stupid sexy neighbour just as my dream was really about to take a turn for the blue ribbon winner! dream ended, could not get back to sleep or make the dream re start, had to listen to someone else having sex.
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