I had a dream last night
I had a dream last night that I was in my college dorm room and a couple was fighting; a man and a woman. I knew both of the people that made up the couple but from different parts of my life but not from college so it was a strange occurrence as often happens in dreams. I stood in the doorway watching their unraveling unable to move.
He yelled something at her and she told him to leave and never come back. He jumped out the fourth-floor window. Immediately, she wept.
I stared, slack-jawed at the scene before me. When I regained my mobility, I moved, without hesitation, to her bed and let her curl up into me. I could feel her tears soaking through my blouse but I did not mind. Then, I woke up.
I could analyze the dream and write about how it could represent loss, regret, or my battle with my sexuality but I don’t want to. I know I laid in a bed with a woman and it felt good. That is a good enough takeaway for me.
