I was on a street corner waiting to meet Kasia and Cassaundra's boyfriend John. John came along wearing a egg white t-shirt and as we waited for Kasia a friend of his showed up and they started talking. Apparently there was a footrace in town and he had decided to go up to the top of a mountain to watch it. After a while I grew bored of the conversation so I got in my car and drove down the street figuring I could just circle around and hopefully by that time Kasia would already be there.

Next I was in my house (which was nothing like my apartment) watching 'Little House on the Prairie' and Cassaundra came by. John was over earlier that day and after he and I had opened a few gifts we laid in my bed and called Cassaundra to joke about how he and I were celebrating our gift-opening by messing around in bed. Now that Cass was there I opened Kasia's gifts to me and they turned out to be a box of Milano cookies and a box of chocolate-covered cherries. I remember being excited about the treats but ultimately I was disappointed with the gifts.

When we finished we were thinking of things to do (I had already started eating the chocolate covered cherries) when I had an idea. "Well, we opened the gifts-now we have to celebrate!" We laughed as we made our way to the bedroom and we jumped onto the bed in hysterical laughter. Within a few seconds I climbed on top of her and our hands started wandering as our genitals pushed hard against each other. Our faces were near each other and I don't recall if we were kissing or not, but I do remember slipping my hand under her panties and exploring her bare ass as the grinding intensified.

Suddenly she jumped up and said "Okay I've got to go, I'm bored." and we quickly made our way outside. As we stood in the driveway (which was my parents' driveway) she lit up a cigarette, and I remember how
beautiful her silhouette looked amongst the trees in that dull, hazy summer light. After we hugged goodbye she walked into the street and got into her car, and as she drove away I just stood there wondering if she felt we had gone too far. And how was she going to tell John? Would she?

I was working in the What/When department of my hotel and my desk was located in the back corner where the packages are normally kept. My boss was Kelvin from my old factory job at Plexus and he was in his office while me and Kate (who currently works in What/When) were hanging out by my desk. I had downloaded a song onto my computer and we were editing it into a new song which was hilarious for some reason. Kelvin came over with a curious smile as we were laughing about it and he sat down in my seat and asked "So how do you edit this?" I showed him how to do it and without missing a beat he deleted the entire thing. I thought he had done it on accident until he said "There. Now stop doing this at work." He got up and went back into his office and I was furious with him. I turned to Kate and said "He's lucky that it wasn't something important!"

Later Kate returned to my desk and she was leaning over on my left hand side. There was some strong chemistry between us and I was showing her something on my computer again, just happy she was near me. Suddenly she leaned closer to me and taking the hint I leaned towards her in perfect harmony. She backed off slightly and it occurred to me in a flash that it wasn't her intent at all. She smirked and said "Were you about to kiss me?" I was so embarrassed but I wasn't about to lie so I sheepishly said "Um...yes." She said "Okay, well let's kiss then" and leaned in to fill my lips with a bunch of chicken pecks before I pulled away, afraid of being caught by Kelvin.

The next thing I recall is walking along a highway with Kate, Kelvin and some foreign man. The man kept mentioning how dangerous it was to be walking there but we just ignored him. We were on our way to meet friends at great America which stood atop a big hill, and as we turned the corner onto a dirt road I waited until Kelvin was ahead of us before bitching about him again. "I mean, what in the hell is his problem?!"
In the next dream I was at a cottage with a bunch of friends and family, and Kate was there as well. Dave was calling out for me, and when I found him he was in the bathroom doing his business so I stood outside the door as he discussed something, although I can't remember what it was.

 Later we all sat in the living room discussing how we were going to watch home movies on our last night there and Kate and I kept giving each other these glances just to ensure each other we were in each others head. She mentioned that she had to leave day early and someone had suggested we watch the movies that night instead so that she could enjoy them too, but I persuaded them to stick with he original plan. There was a bonfire burning down by the road away from the cottage and we had secretly planned to sneak away and have sex in front of it on her last night there.

There were a bunch of elderly people dancing in the main room of the cottage and my late Grandma Dee was one of them. She was spinning and twirling and wearing the permanent smile she always used to have, and I stood there watching her dance and thinking "I must remember to ask her what her favorite moments were in life."

In the dream I didn't know she was deceased but now that I'm awake I wish I would have taken her by the hand and danced with her, fanning that beautifully lit smile.

The dream started in a record shop with Kasia and I was wandering through the aisles looking at Stryper and Judas Priest albums. I was wearing a long skirt and was very embarrassed about it. I went through the stacks of old Metallica albums and it occurred to me that I hadn't listened to them in about 15 years, so I promised myself that I would make some time to go back and listen to all of my old Metallica CDs.

I finally settled on a Michael Jackson christmas album and he was wearing a Santa hat on the cover.

I went into the other room where the store employees shot a stack of albums out of a cannon (similar to the t-shirt cannons at sporting events) and since I was in the front I caught about ten of them. As I quickly flipped through to see what I had won I could see that all the other shoppers behind me were upset and expecting me to share. I had a "Red Hot Chili Peppers-Live" album, another Michael Jackson album, and a few others that I wasn't going to give up no matter how pissed the other customers were because I knew they wouldn't appreciate them as much as I would.

Next, I was over at my old roommate Wendy's place where she was living with my friend Tom H.. It was a railroad apartment so there was a living room in the center and two rooms on each side that lead to each of their bedrooms. The front door was next to Tom's bedroom and I sat between the two doors while he and I had a long conversation. The topic waned on being a bit perverse and I had to be careful not to get too raunchy because I didn't want to offend him.

My cousin Christian was there at first, but eventually he turned into my old friend Melissa C. (and thankfully, which you'll see why in a moment). At some point we began to talk about her job, which was at the old factory where we used to work. She said that she has polyps on her asshole and explained how their Engineer Ernie loves to gossip about who has which various venereal diseases and he always mentions her and another girl who has mouth herpes.

At this point we were laying by the front door next to Tom's room and eventually we started messing around. I rubbed the outside of her jeans for a few minutes before going down and pushing my face into the front crotch area of her jeans. She was really worked up at this point and unfastened the button, pulling the zipper down and guiding my hand inside. It was warm and moist on the back of my knuckle and I was just about to pull her pants down when we heard a loud noise coming from Tom's bedroom. We immediately stopped, fearing he would come out of the room and see us there in our tangled heated mess.

I tiptoed towards the back room where Wendy's bedroom was connected to in the hopes that we could migrate to the pull-out couch and not be disturbed. As I approached the room I caught Wendy just heading back into her room. She was completely naked except for the small dildo that hung convincingly in front of her and I had to really look to make sure it wasn't real. As our eyes met she smirked and said "He just doesn't get why he has to do this, but I don't care!" referring to the poor (or lucky) person who was the in next room presumably about to lose his virginity.

Obviously she wasn't going to mind if she came out later to find two people screwing on her couch, so I got Melissa as quickly as my legs could go, and within a few minutes we were on the pull-out bed with the glow that exists between two people in the first few minutes of foreplay.

I was so excited to explore her after so many years of intrigue.

I began by kissing her neck, cheek and arms, making my way down to her stomach, making sure to pay special attention to that sexy hip bone. I pulled her shirt up to her neck and my mouth wandered up to her tiny breasts, lightly sucking her nipples until they were hard enough to tug and twist with my fingers. I couldn't believe my luck.

After a few minutes I went down to help remove her pants (as if it would take too long for her to do it herself) and as she spread her legs to let me in I pressed my nose into her pubic mound and took a few deep breaths just so could take a second to enjoy what I was about to do.

I slid my nose down into the top fold of her lips which were already wet with lust, and pressing my tongue into her body I proceeded to get lost in the sweet taste and smell of her womanhood.
I wanted desperately to push her knees back to her chest so I could spend a moment licking her asshole but I remembered her polyp situation and wasn't sure if it was contagious or not so I made myself refrain.

After a while I had my clothes off and was on top of her rubbing my cock along her soaking wet lips when she pulled out a camera to take a picture. I was elated at the fact that she would even be okay with taking pics, and I got up to grab my camera but she quickly pulled me back down. I wasn't sure if it was because she didn't want more pics or if she was excited for me to be inside of her, but I was too modest to assume the latter so I figured she was just camera shy.

As long as I got a copy of the pic she took so I could "enjoy" it later I was perfectly okay with that assumption.

I don't recall how it ended that night, but the next morning she was definitely back to being my cousin Christian again. We were walking down a New York street and I was pointing out various things to him as I knew it was his first time here (which isn't true at all). He was eating a cup of yogurt with a spoon shaped like a large orange skull and was insidiously dipping the spoon into the yogurt and then stamping it onto the windows of all the stores we passed. The results just looked like blobs of yogurt so I looked back and said "It's not working" hoping it would deter him from continuing.

We went under a tunnel of some sort and passed a homeless woman who was standing against the wall begging for change. Christian asked her some derogatory question and I was so embarrassed. I remember thinking"Why can't visitors from the Midwest figure out what is racist and what is not?!"

The dream ended with us walking through the subway system, and that was the end of the best dream ever!

Talk about anxiety dreams!

The dream started in our apartment where Kasia and I were all stressed out about getting shelves installed on two walls of our bedroom. We needed them to hold all of my instruments and recording equipment but I was worried about what we'd do if we end up moving into a new apartment in April. Kasia tried explaining how we could just plug up the holes with putty but I knew it would be a bigger hassle than just that.

I went into the living room to get dressed for work but I couldn't find my clothes so I put on my PJs and left as quickly as I could. My mom usually drove me to work (???) but she was on vacation for the week so I decided to walk the three miles.

Kasia joined me for a few blocks, and along the way we stopped at someones house for a minute so she could say hello. I left a few moments ahead of her and went around the corner and hid in some bushes so I could scare her when she came out, but by the time she got outside I had a change of heart.

Next, I found myself on a large cliff with a pebbled slope that ran down to a beautiful beach full of people. I had a small scooter and I was showing someone how to use it to slide down the slope, all the while taking in the beautiful scenery surrounding us.

When I got back up to the top of the hill there was a woman holding a large remote controlled rocket. She explained that it was for my friend Justin F. and asked if I could bring it to him. I was already in a rush to get to work but I took it from her anyways, hoping that I could keep it at work until I had a chance to see Justin.

When I finally got to work I had to find my way to the lobby by wandering through a maze of rooms that were filled with old arcade games. I could see one of our Engineers (Steven) huddled up in a corner playing one of the games and I was so jealous.

When I found the desk my co-worker Gilmar was there and I asked him if anyone had noticed how late I was. He warned me that he wasn't supposed to say anything but continued to explain how my boss Raina and her boss Alex were just at the desk and since I was three hours late they were going to be discussing what they were going to do to me. I was so stressed out and I just sat there wondering why in the hell I didn't even call to let them know I was running late.

Next, I found myself down in the basement of the hotel playing handball with two other guys and I had no idea what the rules were. One of them was teasing me about something so I hit the ball directly onto his face, and even though we all laughed it was apparent that I was the more skilled player of the three.

When we finished playing the game we walked into the next room and one of the guys showed us to a stack of Playboys. As we all stood there flipping through the pages I explained how much I hated these types of women. "They're all so skinny and tan and the pics have been so Photoshopped they look like plastic!"

The dream ended sitting in lawn chairs outside of an apartment complex with Kasia and my cousin Trisha. I was trying to rationalize aloud how I'm NEVER late for work and I NEVER call out so everything should be fine, but admitted that if I got into trouble for being late to work I would be putting in my two weeks notice.

Luckily a man came over and told me that I wasn't going to get into trouble for being late but if it ever happened again- even for a minute- I would be fired.

Happy dreams!

(Monday night's dream involved me going up a huge hill to buy a toilet from a man at a gas station. I had to pull it on a little wagon but all of the various porcelain pieces kept falling off and I was getting so frustrated trying to get it home. Crazy anxiety!)

The first dream started with my family and I heading up North to go camping. Along the way we stopped at a gas station and I was searching everywhere for a frozen bean burrito as if my life depended on it. (Whenever I visit my hometown there is always this strange transformation I go through on my first day back, and I remember being a bit excited to get back into this "redneck" way of living/thinking.) My mom asked if I could find a phone book for her and I glanced over to find an old, dirty section of a Yellow Pages laying on the floor beneath the payphone. I said "I found it, but it's only useful if you're calling someone between "S" and "Z"" which made everyone giggle.

The clerk showed me to the burritos and once I saw the brown wrapper I became elated at the idea of eating it. I was just about to heat it up when she mentioned that they also had a Taco Bell brand "spicy burrito" and my sister Erin chimed in with "Ummm...I think I'd go with the Taco Bell one because it has mint!" Kasia convinced me to get it (even though I hate mint!) so I heated it up and brought it to the counter as my dad played a few scratch-off cards.

Next I was in the restaurant section of a bar drinking coffee with my old friends Bob and Phish and we were discussing various novels. Phish was trying to describe a certain book and I mentioned how it sounded very Freudian and they both couldn't stop laughing about it. Then he said "Was the author Peepants Jackson?" and we all broke out laughing even harder as if it was the funniest thing we had ever heard. He mentioned how great it was to laugh like we did when we were younger and I was so happy to be around them again.

As we got up to leave we shouted goodbye to the woman who obviously knew who we were and I remember each of us flipping a quarter onto the table for a tip like we often used to do.

As they headed outside I decided I should use the bathroom first and walked into the back bar area. As I passed the woman at the register I felt really bad for giving such a bad tip so I kept my head down low.

The restrooms were two large blue doors next to the dart machine so I waited for a woman to throw her dart before slipping past. Once inside it was almost completely dark and I had no shoes on so I was trying to tiptoe over the wet spots of the cement to keep my socks from getting wet. I made my way to one of the stalls and realized there was no toilet so I walked out and stepped into the other one. There were a few men waiting to use it as well but I jumped in before they had a chance to react.

As my eyes finally adjusted to the darkness I could see a small little slitted opening in the floor of the stall and I assumed it was the hole left from when the toilet was removed. I started peeing into it but the amount that missed the hole had formed a small stream and began trickling out of the stall, but I didn't care. I decided I would just stumble out acting like I was drunk, but it never came to that as I woke up in mid-stream.

When I fell back asleep I was at a party with my friends Amanda, Cassaundra and a few others. At one point I came up behind Cassaundra and gave her a big hug which made this other guy jealous so he pulled her in the next room to mess around for a bit. When they had finished she came back out complaining about his jealousy, and as she talked she began undressing and slipping into this sexy little outfit (lace, feathers, the works!) which she then covered back up with her regular clothes. (It was obvious that she was preparing to do something nice for this guy although we didn't discuss it.)

Just before she took off her shirt I could see her huge, beautiful nipples poking out and I tried to kill the awkwardness (which thankfully wasn't really there) by saying "I see your raisins!" and she just laughed and repeated the joke in her best South Park voice: "Okay girls, show us your raisins!" I was laughing as well, while subtly taking in the curves of her thick, delicious body. She knew I had already seen her half naked so she was totally comfortable standing there with her amazingly shaped breasts exposed, but when she slipped into her sexy undies she sat down and kept her legs pressed together so I could tell she was still weird about me seeing her bottom half. However, when she stood to pull up her jeans I got a quick glimpse of her swollen lips bulging out of her crotchless panties and I commented on how huge they were. We giggled about it but my heart was racing with shocking delight. I could have died right there and I would have been perfectly happy.

Kasia and I left the party soon after, and we sat on the curb in front of the house while some popular rap artist was wandering through the street with a fake microphone being all arrogant and singing/shouting to anyone who would listen. As he walked by us you could see the excitement on every one's face and I hated every second of it. Kasia was wearing a pirate outfit for some reason, and we eventually made our way over to a fence about a block away from the house. The fence had a large hole in it and the other side was completely covered by shrubs and weeds which made it difficult to figure out how we would get through it as it was almost dark outside. I used the flashlight app on my iphone to see how thick the shrubs were and it looked manageable so we decided to crawl in.

At this point Helene G. (one of my job contacts) was there and she kept nudging her breast against my arm. I couldn't be certain if it was being done intentionally but I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra so I assumed she knew what she was doing.

In the last dream my old friend Floyd was staying at my apartment. I have a bunch of things that I planned to send out to him for xmas (which is true) and I was gathering all these things while he wandered around my room examining the various objects in my life. He pointed out the apartment across the street and I explained that I've always wanted to live there. As I peered into the windows it looked old and dirty, and I didn't think it was nice at all.

It's strange how in dreams I often find myself saying something that isn't true at all, even though at the time I can tell it's exactly what I'm supposed to say. Very odd.

The dream started with me in the back of my hotel which resembled a loading dock area. I was heading towards the building with all of the housekeeping women and I was explaining to them which garage doors were being used for laundry (even though in reality we don't have a back area like this so I would have no idea where the laundry should go).

As I approached the doors I noticed a group of birds in a bird feeder who were all fluttering around a bird in the center who lay motionless on its back. I could see the other birds making little balls of saliva between their beaks and I could tell that it was a desperate attempt to revive the lifeless bird who was obviously dying of hunger/thirst.

I found a small patch of snow on the ground and quickly scooped it up and threw it onto the bird, hoping there was still a chance. Within a few seconds the bird was eating the snow and I knew immediately that he was going to be okay.

Later I stood in that same area on my lunch break playing a "hot potato" type game with seven other people (four people standing shoulder to shoulder facing the other team) and it was so much fun.

In the next dream Kasia and I had just moved into a a beautiful huge loft for $1600 and Kasia was so excited to have a moving in party so she could cook in her new kitchen. We had a pet that resembled a small animal tail about six inches long with little eyes in the front. I kept trying to take pics of it with my iphone but when I went to view them they were all just pics of scantily clad women.

One day I came home and noticed that someone had broken in and had stolen the brown travel suitcase which I used during my travels in Europe. Later on I confronted an Asian man who admitted to taking it and he said it was because the prior owners has owed him money. I was so pissed, but I didn't want to tell Kasia because I didn't want to worry her.

Somehow the dream had morphed into my co-worker Jarrod and I living in this same apartment and we were outside talking to our co-worker Jen who was on her bike. It was getting dark outside so she was about to leave, and as he leaned over to give her the side-cheek kiss goodbye I could immediately sense there was some chemistry between the two of them. I leaned over and gave her the same quick kiss and began walking towards the apartment so they could be alone for a moment. Jarrod mentioned that we needed more water and Diet Cherry Coke so I went over to a little garage area which was full of crates of ransom cases of soda and water. They had a system where you were able to scan your credit card and take whatever what you wanted. As I grabbed a huge case of the Coke I remember thinking how strange it was to be living with Jarrod and drinking soda since I haven't drank soda regularly since I was in high school.

Moments later Jarrod met up with me and jokingly hassled me for kissing Jen too (can you blame me?) and we laughed about it as we headed back home.

The dream started with me marching through the snow with a bunch of people. We were in a foreign country and one of the people we were with got lost so we all had to wait around until they caught up.

Next, we were at Kasia's sister's house listening to records and I was entertaining myself by putting all the records into their correct sleeves. When her husband Marcin got home we were suddenly in a rush to go somewhere and we were all hungry trying to decide where to eat. Marcin said "Let's just stop at Taco Bell" which delighted me as I have been waiting for years for an excuse to eat there again. Before I could show my excitement Kasia said "No, I'm NOT eating Taco Bell!"and I tried to explain to her that I had waited six years for this opportunity.

I decided that I was going to go get Taco Bell anyways and told Kasia that I would meet up with her later. I ended up driving around by myself (I never did get my delicious taco bell) and then later I met back up with Kasia who was now sitting with her friend Kathy W. at an outdoor concert of some sort. Kathy was talking really loud and I was afraid the person she was sitting next to was going to complain, but after a few minutes I realized that she was actually with her so I was relieved.

Next, I was in my parents kitchen preparing to go to my high school reunion. I called my old friend Craig U. to find out the details and he explained that we were supposed to wear something that we wore in high school. He said "Just put on a pair of Corduroys" but deep down I planned to wear a skirt or a dress just for the nostalgic shock value.

I was in a bathroom with Jen B. and another guy, and Jen was wearing a white "wife-beater" t-shirt. For some reason Jen unfastened the back of her bra and pulled it out from under her t-shirt.  As I started to make a joke about how were about to get it on she started to take off her t-shirt as well and the guy we were with started to walk closer to her thinking it was a hint that she wanted him. I chuckled a bit and said "You're not going to get any!" which pissed him off. He left quickly and I just sat there wondering what I was supposed to do.

In the next dream I was walking around NYC with my mom and sisters. Everyone was complaining about being hungry so we stopped at a burger stand but they said there was a half an hour wait so we continued on. We walked up 8th Avenue and I called Kasia to check the cross streets of a certain restaurant we liked (?) and she said it was between 15th and 16th Avenue (which doesn't make any sense). I could picture how amazing these burgers were and then it occurred to me that I had just taken my parents there 2 weeks ago. They didn't mind going back but I wanted to find another place that was just as good.

I was in a bedroom with Kasia and two other girls and (in true dreamworld fashion) we were about to engage in a foursome. We were all aware that my sisters and someone else were sleeping in the next room and one of the girls had a brilliant idea to call out to them to make sure they were asleep. Not taking any chances, I slowly slid off the bed and tiptoed into the next room to ensure they were oblivious to what we were about to do. When I peeked in they all appeared to be asleep until I saw Shannon's eyes pop open and I knew she was not quite asleep, but I wasn't going to let it stop me from having this moment. I went back into the other room and assured everyone that everything was fine, and grabbed my iphone in preparation of documenting the joys that were about to come.

Kasia and another girl came over and started giving me a blowjob and I was trying extra hard to concentrate on taking pics because I didn't want to cum before I was able to use up every drop of their interest. I was laying there wondering how I was able to get so lucky when for some reason Kasia had to get up and answer a phone call. The rest of us used the time to take some cool nude posing pics using shadows and mirrors, and at one point I was taking a shot of myself naked and one of the girls was very vocal about how "hot" my nipple rings looked.

Next, I was riding a bike around the city when I got a phone call from the Williams sisters. Serena Williams called and said "I want you to guess why I'm calling you." I responded with "Well, you obviously need something very embarrassing, and by using this reverse psychosis you're trying to get me to say something really dirty/inappropriate so that I'll look like a perv and then whatever you were going to ask won't look as bad by comparison. Well I'm not going to fall for it, so the ball is in your court."

There was a pause before I heard her and Venus talking and I interrupted them saying "Get it? The BALL is in your COURT? Did you like how I added that in?"

For some reason I thought I knew where they were calling me from so this entire time I was riding around ready to surprise them at any minute.

The call was lost, and later I would get a text from Serena telling me that they were going to be in a parade and it would mean the world to them if I was able to get a stretch limo for them. I chuckled at the simplicity of the request and texted her back assuring her that I would take care of it.

Next, I was in a house with Kasia and another guy and we were watching the band 'Kings of Leon' play in his living room. There were only around 20 people in attendance and I commented how shocked I was to see such a popular band have such a poor turnout.

For some reason I was moving a dresser around the apartment and I tried to get it down the hallway without disturbing the concert.

Afterwards Kasia and I went outside onto his porch and there were about four guys standing outside in the yard. This is when I received the text from Serena, so as I texted her back Kasia started doing a new party trick for the guys- she took her sweatshirt off and even though she had a white t-shirt on underneath she would let it ride up with the sweatshirt exposing the bottom half of her breasts (without a bra, because no one in my dreams should ever be wearing a bra). There were people eating on the porch of a restaurant next door and they were appalled, which amused me even more.

The guys hooted and cheered as she laughed and teasingly lifted up the t-shirt a few more times, and as they became even more riled up they turned her around and pulled down her pants to get a view of her beautiful ass. One of them started to grab her cheeks which she didn't seem to mind, and normally I wouldn't either but I could tell they were doing it in a disrespectful way so I said "Okay, party's over!"and pulled her pants back up. I thought it was weird how I was the prude for once. ; )

I was in a train station with Kasia and another girl (possibly our friend Jen B.) when suddenly two guys came up and spit on them. One of the men was wearing a green and white horizontally striped short and as he ran off the other girl turned and looked at me as if to say "Well aren't you going to do something?!"

I ran after him but he was always just a bit too fast, and as I ran through the various rooms of the station I eventually lost track of him. As I ran into the last room at the end of the station I encountered a turnstile and beyond it was a bunch of security guards and a line of people waiting to be screened as if we were at an airport. I jumped the turnstile and as I did I could feel my entire body start to buzz. I was surrounded by guards ready to arrest me but as I tried to catch my breath I described the man in a green striped shirt, exclaiming "We gotta find him!"

One of the guards went up to this makeshift metal platform that acted as a loft and sounded an alarm. He pulled out a walkie-talkie and started to notify the rest of the station and suddenly I started to wonder if I would get into trouble once they realized that they were going through all the trouble just for a guy who spit on my friend.

Just then the guard looked at the clock on the wall and said "Oh and the clocks stopped too. Right now they say 2 o'clock pm, 1980."

The girl I who had been spit on had caught up with me and we looked at each other as if to say "Could it be true?" She had her headphones on and was listening to Cyndi Lauper, and I wondered if her music was even available in 1980.

We went outside and peered back into the windows of the station, which now looked into the bedroom of the man who spit on her. I climbed through the window and thought for sure he would notice me, but he didn't. I suddenly realized it was because we didn't exist in 1980 (not true, lol!) and therefore he was unable to see me. He was laying in his bed and I went up to him, pulled a sheet over his face, and punched him on the head as he writhed around wondering what the hell was going on.

The dream ended with me and Kasia in a house putting our pants on. I accidentally put hers on and the waist was so high it came up to my chest and I wondered how she was able to wear them. It occurred to me that I would be running a race the next day so I took her pants off and searched for my red jogging pants so I could run a few laps in anticipation of the big day.