I had another set of dreams last night that are just weird as all get out. I am wondering if it is because of my new diet that I'm having such vivid dreams, or if it's because I'm losing my mind! Maybe it's a combo of both?
In the first one, my old friends back home finally took me back in and it felt like such a relief. One of them even hugged me and accepted me as me. It was so strange, and yet every inch of me wanted it to be true. The feeling of relief and acceptance nearly made me cry, and yet it was all but a dream.
The second dream, I was with Monica and Jen and some other girls I can't remember very well and sitting at a table at a bar/restaurant with them and we were having a good time talking and being together. Then some guys started coming up to us and I guess I was kind of shy or awkward, but one of them eventually stared into my face and said, "Are you trans?" At that moment, I just kind of looked away and down into the table, and then the other guys started looking a bit shocked at my non-answer and started going, "Oh dude, I told you she was!" They started laughing between themselves and then the dream ended.
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Oh poor sweetie! I'm always so happy to be in your dreams, but those guys need to stay out of them! Obviously you woke up before the part where I castrated them with a dull spoon and sold their undersized bits on the Indonesian black market. =(
The truth is, that it is only a dream. All my friends are amazed at how beautiful and passable you are. And, as I always tell you- biased though I may be- you are truly the most spell bindingly beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.
What Monica said!
ah yes, the "you are trans" dreams. they are a popular rerun in my nightly dramas. we ought to start selling advertising - at least we could make some cash as our brains are being tormented while we sleep.
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