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Wednesday, April 2, 2014

dream

I ended up in a communal changing room, wandering around, trying to find a free shower. Or one not under construction. You were there too, except I think you were called Simon. We chatted, and I finally gave up my efforts to cover myself with the slightly-too-small-for-me towel and got comfortable being dream-naked too... at which point you giggled affectionately at what you called my 'cute, granddad ass'.

I woke up feeling... unencouraged.

My subconscious is not my cheerleader.

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