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Dream
Another dream to note. Oddly, like the previous night's dream, it is about prostitutes. But it is not as nice as the other one. It's not the college scene. Exactly where it's at, I have no idea. I might not even be young in it. The prostitutes are white in this one, and there are some lovely ones, even lovely blondes, but I am not able to connect with any of these lovelies. I find myself, instead, dealing with a tranny, or maybe he is just a cross-dresser, not even having the artificial tits. He is trying to pass himself off to me as a woman, but I point out that his facial hair is getting a bit out of control - a little too rough and shaggy for this game. He gets upset, as things don't work out between us, and that is the end of this dream. In this case, I am perhaps saved by the bell. That makes two dreams about prostitutes two nights in a row. I have no idea what to make of that, besides the fact that I am perhaps feeling more desperate in my advancing old age, like being hungry and dreaming of food, or needing to use the bathroom and dreaming of looking for a toilet. I do not like the idea that I cannot have white girls even in my dreams anymore. I hope this is not a new law in my dreamlife.