I definitely dreamt last night but it is sooooo hazy after rolling out of bed. There was something about me and SFS being in my old house and old childhood bedroom which was now occupied simply by a box spring and mattress. Except it really wasn’t my old house or bedroom but in the dream that’s what it was supposed to be.
I’m missing a lot of details today, can’t even tell if this is correct. My mother might have been in the house too, downstairs. I think SFS and I were thinking of getting naughty in my old bedroom and we started to a little bit but I guess my mom being in the house deterred us a bit. At least there was some self consciousness. That feeling I remember clearly.