EarthInferno

There was this woman a ways down the street. She was jumping around a little bit, but I don't know why. A little later on in the dream she approaches me and I'm asking her why she was jumping. At first she keeps denying it, but then I must say the right thing as to jog her memory. She does admit it was her doing the jumping but she still doesn't know why she was doing it. We happen to get closer to each other while talking, and I lean in and kiss her. She was a pretty blond.

I was drifting in and out of sleep, and had a dream fragment later on where I was kissing the same blond gal again.