Friday, 3 November 2023

A burning desire

Before fully getting into this, I have intermittent recurring dreams about visiting a library. As well as books, the library has comics and records, and in the dreams I am either looking for something or trying to grab as many items as take my fancy.  This dream has come up quite a few times, but I don't always remember it fully.  In one, there was a comic series that I wanted but for some reason, I wasn't able to borrow the comic, but really wanted to.

In this particular dream, I was looking for some records, but couldn't find the record section of the library at first.  I asked someone who directed me to a spiral staircase that lead to the first floor. I hesitated at first as I wasn't sure it was open to the public, but was assured that it was.  I went up there and found myself in an area I recall from other dreams in the past. I was in a large hall-like room with a long table in the middle of it.  The room had a very stately, but gothic feel to it, and there was even a gargoyle-like statue in the room that moved. I walked down the room looking for the record section then bumped into a friend of mine I'll call D. The area we were in then changed to some kind of outdoor gig event and we were on a raised area above most of the crowd, giving us a view of the stage from a  good height.  

D started telling me about the band that was playing and who she wished was also playing. We then sat down along a nearby wall and continued to watch the gig.  At one point, a group of rowdy teenage boys sat to my left. I also recall one of them smelled a bit.  Thankfully, they didn't stick around and eventually left. I became worried that my friend might've thought the smell came from me, but she didn't seem to notice either way.

After the boys left, she grabbed my hand and brought it to her lap where she held it. I froze, not knowing what to do next, but also feeling this intense desire from her and that she wanted me to make the next move. I felt awkward as I didn't know what to say next; not out of shyness (I have no problems talking to women IRL or situations like this), but simply because it completely caught me off-guard and I never knew she felt this way.  The dream ended as I turned to face her.

IRL, this friend is married with kids. I too am in a relationship (as you may know if you've been reading) and now have a child of my own.  I hadn't been thinking of her in this sort of way at all so don't know where that came from.  Nevertheless, the intense feeling of desire that emanated from her in this dream was so powerful that it haunts me now, even as I type this.