An odd dream to say the least. Mostly because it seemed so real to me. It didn't start in media res nor with a non-sequitor in a weird place. I had gotten up sometime in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and I was lumbering back to bed. Looking to my left out the bedroom window I saw some shadows in the driveway. I stopped while my eyes adjusted to the dark so the shadows resolved themselves into the two girls who live on the main floor where Olympics Guy used to live for nearly a decade.

They were sitting between their cars, a maroon jeepy vehicle and a black early aughts American sedan. The girls were facing each other, their legs spread and crisscrossing each other so they were much closer than one would expect. Blondie the musician was fondling the dark haired girl's bare boobs. They were taking turns fondling each other and kissing each other. Yeah it could've been sexual but it really wasn't very sexual and eventually I felt embarassed ducked down and crawled back into bed.

The experience felt so real, stuff was still in disarray and dirty and it completely matched the time of night. Still it was only a dream.