EruditeBlue

Dream:

It is night. There are three men I have romantic connections with sleeping in separate rooms surrounding an apex, possibly a fountain. I enter the room of one, the best looking of the three, who is beautiful.

I know that he has somehow betrayed me. Not with another person, but in some act or intent. I also know that the less attractive man is the better one for me, but for some reason I am in the room of the one I cannot trust. He is sleeping in the position that my own bed is in, pressed into the right corner of my room and against the wall. A desk is right next to it, just like a desk is right next to my own bed in my room.

I kiss him briefly. It occurs to me just then that I now understand how people can just give each other a peck on the lips before separating. I never before understood the purpose of such a short kiss when saying goodbye.

Notes:

I’m not sure whether that last thought was a moment of lucidity, but I think it was my thought and not the thought of my “dream self.” I know that there was more to the dream, but I can’t remember any of it. I have vague feelings of certain settings and actions being correct, but it’s always just beyond my memory / consciousness.

That this one scene is so clear makes me think that it was a moment as lucidity.