A dream I had the other night.

As some of you probably know, I pay a lot of attention to dreams and am very interested in lucid dreaming. I keep a dream journal as well, but, as you can probably guess, this is something I have to keep hidden for fear of others reading about my dreams. The subject matter that pops up occasionally in my dreams is probably very predictable. I know I can share them here, though. Here we go, my short dream from the other night. This is just to get it out into the universe instead of hoarding my dreams as I usually do.

It was a very warm summer night with insects singing and flying everywhere. I was walking the streets of my neighborhood (not quite urban/suburban transition and not quite rural. Right in between) with a friend of mine. There was a large festival going on seemingly on every street. Lights strung up everywhere and noise and people. Vendors and carnival rides and musicians lines the streets. She and I were walking home. True to life, her house was across the street from mine. Our street was quite and dark as usual. Nothing like what was going on everywhere else, but the noise could still be heard in the distance. Instead of going home to my darkened house, I decided to stay the night at her place, a very familiar place to me. A second home almost.

We entered her house and all was quiet. Only the kitchen light was on. I stood in the yellowish glow of the kitchen as she walked off into her dark house, mentioning something about how she was going to go to bed. At the moment she disappeared someone else showed up out of the dark. A girl of maybe about 9 or 10, possibly 11. I know I have never seen her before in my life, yet, in my dream, it was like I've known her forever. I even knew her name. She had brown hair cut into a chin length bob with straight bangs. She was wearing only white underwear and a very small, thin, white top with thin straps. Obviously sleep clothes, I assume.

"Hey, you." she said as she skipped over to me before leaning with her back against the counter by the door. She had such an interesting voice. It's tough to describe. "Hey." I said back with a smile. I was very exicted to see her and somewhat nervous as I always am. She reached her arms out to me as if she had done this a thousand times, and I picked her up against me. Her arms were around my neck and my arms were supporting her butt as she wrapped her legs around me. I pressed my forehead against hers. I felt so close to her and so warm. Neither of us could stop smiling. I have no idea why this was happening, but I didn't want it to stop.

I could vaguely make out "Hold My Life" by The Replacements playing in the background, playing through some quiet radio. Music tends to play perfectly in my dreams and I always take it into account while attepting to interpret them. Anyway, I remember saying "We shouldn't be doing this." in a whispered tone, still through a smile with my face on the smooth skin of her neck, her hair tickling my nose. "I know... but it's fun." She said back to me with an almost giddy tone to her voice. We locked lips rather intensely. I felt like I was on fire. The excitement must have been too much because that's when I woke up. It always happens that way. Right at them best part.

Oh well...