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All I can see is red. Slowly little shards of black get bigger and the red turns into black. This transition held a bit of panic, but the black really put me in a good mood which I think helped a lot with creating this dream, or being in it, since it is rather very good. So from black I can feel my phone vibrating, then I can hear it, and then I can see it. I’m in bed. I get up and answer it. “Hey” she says, “I have the bag.”

I don’t know what the bag for, or what it contains, but she sounded cute so I agreed to go outside and get it from her as she asked. I’m outside and I find her. There was a mist, and the only thing clearly visible was this woman. Our greeting was solemn, but it felt like I was looking at her forever. We spent a good portion of time just looking at each other. She looked like several girls I knew, but also a slightly older version of them. Not to turn this into an absurdly romantic fantasy, but she was perfect. Before I explain her romantically, I should mention that none of my previous girlfriends were of the same ethnicity, and only two of them looked somewhat like this woman.

She wasn’t insanely attractive by appearance, I mean maybe, but that wasn’t what directly got to me. It was this crazy feeling, like my body was igniting, and in pulses. The pulses were sudden, and could not be anticipated. Waves of energy would release from what I think was the centre of my body, then expanding to the rest of my body. I could not pinpoint anything about her that caused this, but I know that she caused it. She seemed very bright, physically, but not yellow like a sun, blue. She was insanely blue looking but I didn’t even stop to wonder why. All I did was look at her eyes as she looked at mine. She didn’t even seem too happy to see me, and she didn’t seem to care about the sensual nuclear explosions happening inside me.

But the feeling I had, she had to be the one. I reached for her hand, maintaining eye contact, I didn’t really give her any hints towards my desire for her sexually, I was just treating her nice, and waiting for her to hint something first. First she squinted at me first, she hesitated, not abruptly, but it was as if she was looking deep into me to figure out my intention, and this set off another explosion inside me. It was clear then, that the explosions were planted and ignited in my heart. And the aftermath was a huge chain of intense but satisfying burn through my veins and arteries. I don’t know if I gave it away, but she gave me her hand.

Our handshake included no shake and lasted almost as long as the previous session of locked eye contact. Not that there was anything else to look at anyways. Everything was still except for the light around her. She herself moved as conservatively as possible. After the handshake she handed me the bag, and then held her hand out in response to me taking the bag. I gave her money, 50 bucks. She squinted, almost smiling, and said thanks, so lightly that it felt like a whisper. She walks away and disappears into the fog.

I walk back inside with the bag and go to my apartment. I walk inside and sit on my balcony, to enjoy the misty air and ponder over this mysterious blue woman. I get bored and remember the bag. I open it—there are drinks and drugs, pills, marijuana, alcohol, a white zero monster energy drink. ###$ yeah. I put the bag down and just look out into the air, the sky isn’t visible, but it’s still very nice and quiet. I wake up.

I don’t do drugs or drink often. The past few days before this—I have wanted to smoke. I was even supposed to see a friend and hang out (smoke weed) but it didn’t end up happening. And now he isn’t answering lol.