I had this dream about a year ago. It wasn't lucid, and curiously enough, there were no sounds or visuals whatsoever.
I was sitting as comfortable as ever in a bus, probably the one to college. There was only one thing I knew for sure, it was the second window seat behind the driver. Not knowing the time of arrival or departure, I didn't have a care in the world. With time I came to realize there was someone sitting next to me. A warm, kind spirit. I could tell it was a young woman. I could tell by the way she moved but most of all by her perfume. I cought a whiff of her scent, the experience was overwhelming; her presence intoxicating. She moved again. Wait... did she just move closer to me? I slid my hand slowly over the seat, trying to find out the distance between the two of us. Perhaps it was just an excuse to be able to 'accidentally' graze her thigh, but before I knew it she placed her hand on mine. I was paralized for a moment, but then everything was alright. Our fingers meshed together, a grip never to be undone. She moved one last time, as close as she could, her shoulder pressing against mine.
I woke up that morning, feeling king of the world. It lasted several days.
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