Odd dream

[kengr]

It had me wandering around various places, a fair bit on a bike. Not any bike I've ever owned either.

One howling continuity error (that of course passed unnoticed in the dream) was that somehow I'd gotten from Portland to Spokane in at most a few hours on the bike.

After more wandering around places, I wound up at a sort of cros between a leather tasting (a sort of demo where folks can get various BDSM things demoed, and maybe even try a bit) and a play party.

Ran into a few interesting people there. Even had the start of a scene with more promised for later.

Then I woke up.

Which left me a rather unhappy camper considering how many years it's been. *sigh*

Comments

[chanter1944]

I think that was Chekov! As in Pavel the navigator, not as in the author, when everyone was trying to figure out why he wasn't subject to rapid aging after a mission gone awry. You probably know this, but the answer was an adrenaline spike; poor guy got a serious scare that wound up saving his life.

And, yes. The phrase is very apt in some situations. Being super demi is a drag sometimes. I wouldn't change orientation variables if given the chance, but I would love to alter a few circumstances.

[kengr]

I think you are right about it being Chekov.

Me, my problem has long been that I was conditioned while growing up that I shouldn't ask people for things.

Add in my social anxiety disorder, and it was almost impossible for me to "hook up" for sex or kink. :-(