Since the beginning of my jaw locking and becoming ill, I've had different medications that make me dream different things in different ways. I've forgotten dreams, partially remembered dreams, and semi-lived dreams. It's all been very interesting, just because of a few muscle relaxers here and there.
But this is the day in which I can't get particular dream out of my mind. I had the dream yesterday, or maybe the day before. The dreams I remember are usually after midnight, so it's always very hard to track.
Isn't it funny, going off track? I must apologise as I often do so. The dream. It was like any other dream of mine: involving people I know, and people I've never seen that sometimes prove to exist later on in life.
This particular dream took place at a house party involving loads of people and booze. For some reason unknown to me I was completely snockered and decided to start dancing and vetting close to everyone. Just thinking about it makes me feel as if my body is glowing, which is a terrible thing because of the three involved. All three people I actually know, mind you.
The cause for my title is the fact that that one is my friend's ex, one is his brother, and the other is the best friend. Talk about trashy not classy. I got close to and kissed sweetly all three of them in the dream. I wanted so badly to write this out, but without saying who they are there is no proper way to do so. I fear with saying who they are, someone I know would miraculously stumble upon this to my misfortune. Let it be known, all three of these men are perfect.
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