Disturbing dream. Graphic. Don't read if squeamish or easily offended. Had to tell someone.
I dreamed about my best friend. I adore him and he adores me.
I was in a large open work area, surrounded by a much larger open work area. It seemed like an office in a warehouse. There were other people there.
There was a bed in the office, with beige sheets and a beige blanket (colors of linens I'd never have in my house. Yuck).
My friend walked through the door and headed for the bed. He looked miserable. I knew somehow that he was very sick and had a fever.
As he laid down and covered himself up, I said, "You got what everyone else has, huh?" He asked me angrily, "what?" I said, "the creeping crud around here. Seems you got it."
Suddenly he was uncovered -- and nude. He grabbed my head between his knees and pulled me on top of him. He said, "why don't you go fuck yourself!" He threw me across the room with his knees.
I woke up shaking.
I had to tell someone. I don't feel comfortable telling my friend (yet), or my wife, or even my sister, to whom I tell everything.
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...all the people in the room could see them...there would be a terrific rush 'cause everybody would be trying to get their own dreams back.
I've had some that NOBODY will ever know.
