So, this morning, I had a long running weirdly erotic dream. I was trapped in a museum, and the exhibits were talking to me. (A T-Rex skeleton ended up speaking in Cantonese to me...why and how, I dunno...) I ended up talking to this random skinny asian chick (I didn't recognize her at all from my daily life), and I ended up flirting with her - touching her thigh, and stroking her hair. She was responsive to my advances, and we ended up in one of the back rooms, and we were pretty physically intimate. (And weirdly enough, my brain was yelling at me for cheating on my fiancee.) We ended up hearing gunshots, and it turns out that we are in the middle of a running gun fight with a bunch of unknown people.
And then I woke up, completely weirded out by this.
Several points:
- I didn't visit a museum in decades
- I didn't recognize the gal I ended up with
- I felt so guilty during the sex that I got almost no enjoyment from it
- It was so freaking vivid - I could feel her skin, her sweat and her breath on me. I swear, it could have been real, just by the sensations
- I do not know how to operate a pistol in real life. In this dream, I was pretty damn proficient!
Just something weird. Have you guys and gals ever had a dream that was so real that you had a few minutes after you woke up to check everything?
And then I woke up, completely weirded out by this.
Several points:
- I didn't visit a museum in decades
- I didn't recognize the gal I ended up with
- I felt so guilty during the sex that I got almost no enjoyment from it
- It was so freaking vivid - I could feel her skin, her sweat and her breath on me. I swear, it could have been real, just by the sensations
- I do not know how to operate a pistol in real life. In this dream, I was pretty damn proficient!
Just something weird. Have you guys and gals ever had a dream that was so real that you had a few minutes after you woke up to check everything?
You arent'? 
