For some reason, I can still recall last night's dreams vividly
I was on the verge of having sex with someone, but all the time I kept thinking:
"This is NOT going to be worth the trouble. How do I get myself out of this one?"
We were in my old room from like 20 years ago (omg 20 years?!) which had been turned to storage
So that there was dust and wood cut-offs all over and not a single surface was useable...
But we were WAY past the point of no return and I am not one to back down so I soldiered on ^^
Luckily I woke up before the thing actually started
If my 12-year-old version could read the shit I am writing today...