29 Jun 2024
Dream
I went to IKEA to buy affordable work clothes but the shirts were like $50. There were two really like stylish ladies in their 40s (older than me) shopping together next to me and they were chatting about all of the drama points in the new season of L word (this does not exist in real life but I wish it did) and I laughed was like “wait I haven’t gotten there yet!” And the girl who was talking laughed with me and understood and paused the convo, but the other one was annoyed that I butted into their conversation. They went down a nearby escalator while I tried to close the interaction awkwardly shouting to them something like “normally I wouldn’t do that because y’all’s conversation is none of my business, but L Word literally is my business if you know what I mean! Haha!”
Then I tried to get a shopping cart but there was only one clean one and it was really weird and hard to use for what I wanted, and all of the rest of the carts had like food ALL over them. IKEA doesn’t sell clothes.
In another dream, I was with an old friend Ashley from after college whom I haven’t talked to in a couple of years. We ended up at a Wendy’s and we maybe worked there for a second?? The cashier was like “can you please check yourselves out?” Because they were so busy. Something like that. We didn’t mind and it was fun.
Separately from that, I was at a high school friend Erica’s house and she had a friend over, another woman, and I wanted to have a three-way with both of them. I think it didn’t happen because I wanted to take a shower and I was able to do that, but there was nowhere private to get dressed and this was an obstacle for some reason. Much later, maybe a separate day, I ended up beginning to get intimate with her dad whom I did not know (in real life I am not interested in men sexually) and then his wife found us and I was momentarily afraid I had made a huge mistake, but then she liked it and wanted to join and have her first queer sexual experience. I found her very beautiful and attractive. She was very feminine. This got interrupted but then my next memory is that on a later day, we tried to make it happen again. The father and I got started a little bit on our own and then planned to go find her to invite her to join because that was the way she wanted it to happen, but I missed out again because the sex didn’t actually happen. I can vaguely remember what it was like beginning to get intimate with her, but it’s more like flashes of visuals just of her skin.