Had the WEIRDEST dream early this morning. :/ I was in a “father” type situation (either naturally a father or a step-father) to a young son around 10. My boy gets gifted a car from his older sister and she insists that she’s gonna allow him to drive it…mind you, “drive it” not meaning test drive in a secluded area, but in TRAFFIC, regularly, like we adults do. :/ I put my foot down and say “no”, naturally…tempers are flaring, but in the midst of all that, I take the time to do some car re-arranging and moving mine from the driveway to put the new car there. While I’m doing this…WHAM; in backing my car out, I t-bone the new car. 🙁 The 10 year old throws a FIT naturally…and I wake up. Weirdest part was the location…this all happened in the family home I grew up in, which I moved out of around a decade or so. :/ Maybe, in the dream-space, I touched an alternate reality where I never found bondage, got married and pro-created? 😛
Anyway…how about some of one of my favorite sets of Sasha Fae? 🙂
Tolstoy
Greetings from Texas,
Dreams are strang things. I also tend to return to childhood haunts. As plesant as that is sometimes, I would rather dream about finding Sasha like this.
Art