The Kestrel's Dreams

November 09, 2014

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I was walking with Zukin along one of the streets by my house in my hometown. We passed the house of one of my highschool friends. His sister was out in the yard playing with their dog.

When we got closer to the intersection with my street, we were both squished by a truck. But it was more like being sat on my something big and heavy, but squishy. We almost suffocated, but the driver realized and moved. We threatened to sue him, but he gave us both something to keep us from doing that. I can't remember what it was, and it probably wasn't anything all that great IWL, but to my dreamself it was the best shit ever apparently, because we left happy.

We got to the intersection of that street with my street, and apparently Zukin was living in the house on that corner. We went inside, except I went inside first, unlocked a door on the second floor (it was a door at the end of a hallway, that opened to what looked like a place where they used to have a balcony, but didn't anymore, or something). Anyways, I unlocked and opened that door, and two people jumped up through that door.

Zukin had mentioned something about a "ceremony" (she used the hand gestures). I assumed it was going to be drinking, or something, but when we got to her room, she takes out a pink anal vibrator, and was getting ready to use it in front of everyone who was there. My linguaistics professor was one of the people there, for God-Knows-What-Reason. I was basically like "WTF Zukin" and excused myself to get something from my own house. While I was walking up the hill to my house, I was looking at all the trees. There were small, and looked like they were for harvesting something or other. I knew what they were for apparently, and I could tell which ones were ready to be harvested, and which ones still needed growing.

I went back to that house for an amazing dessert that was planned.