I am making out with a younger version of actor Joaquin Phoenix. We are being all lovey dovey, giggling like highschool kids in front of my family. We are all going somewhere together. We enter an elevator and I see my sister shaking her head at me. I loved feeling his hands, his fingers gripping my waist when he held me close to him.
Then I remember seeing that my bedside table was missing. Then I remembered that I had seen this before, also in a dream. I probably could’ve tried to go lucid there but did not take the cue.