Pointless
I had three dreams last night.
In the first, some people were stealing my mom’s car and I chased them down the alley in just my underwear. I woke up with heart pounding and it took a while to return to sleep.
In my second dream two girls offered to have a threesome with me. And, being devoted to Sam, I said no. I love how I keep having these dreams where women are throwing themselves at me when, in real life, it never happens.
In my last dream I, for some reason, ate a spoonful of flour. I fell to the floor in a fit of choking, near death. John began laughing and I, being very angry, told him to get the fuck out of my apartment. I don’t know why I had this dream, since I’m not mad at all at John.
