So a friend was showing me all her beautiful asian friends back in Japan yesterday. I was in love with them all. So last night when i fell asleep what else did I dream about but Asians and being in love with them. haha. It went a little something like this:
Everything is dim and as my eyes adjust i realize i am in a large theater. Totally quintessential with boxes and long beautiful burgundy drapes. I am sitting in the back with these kids that are my friends, but in real life i have no idea who they are. Dream me knows they are my friends. As one of them comes back from the bathroom he is being followed by this small asian girl, long black hair and cute little outfit, totally magical. she sits next me and i look at her face closely. it kinda morphs between a few different faces as i stare. suddenly the movie starts and i say "who what" and realize we are watching the simpsons and that everyone else in the theater is gone. when my attention turns back to the beauty asian a realize we are on a couch now spooning but kinda upside down so her butt is my pillow. then the dream cuts.
i am in my grandparents house and i already understand my dream persona. i am a dominant member of the society. a group of soldiers walk in the room they are dressed like ancient samuri and they line up to pay homage to me. i stand up on a table so that they can all pass by and kiss my feet. cause in my dream thats how it works. the third one bends down and when he kisses my foot it is this soft sweet kiss right on my ring finger toe. i instantly realize it is her in disguise. then the dream cuts.
suddenly we are in the back yard and i feel anxious like i know i am doing something wrong. she explains how she dressed up to sneak into my house to see me. my dream mind knows we cant be together so i keep trying to make her go but she keeps giving me these sweet little asian kisses and i love her so much in my dream mind that i woke up feeling like i lost a love.
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