(Entered in paper journal at 8:15 AM, at the Sit & Wonder cafe in Brooklyn.)
Dream #1
I was in a bedroom with my girlfriend H. The room was cluttered, with a tall bookshelf and a large dresser, probably with a television on top. The rest of the room was strewn and strewn with blankets. To my left was a door. I could see out to the rest of the house, which was dim and blue.
I was getting intimate with H, undressing her. We were being very gentle. I started kissing H. Her shirt was off, possibly also her pants. Her skin was so smooth. I kissed her breasts and noted their smallness. I lifted my head to kiss H's mouth. But H's mouth smelled unpleasant, and I got turned off. I kissed her cheek and neck.
We were laying down. H was being very nice. But, looking in her face, I could tell that she was sad. She may have said something about having to leave America and go back to her native Japan. I felt guilty, seeing how she was hiding her sadness to look happy for me.
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