Liz Dream

2011-10-18

I've wanted to bang entirely too many Lizes in my life. Specifically two, which is two too many since it has never and will never pan out. It's just frustrating is what it is. Hell, maybe I only remember two. There could be more!

I digress. This dream is about a woman named Elizabeth. I won't specify which one, since it's of little consequence to anyone other than myself who may be reading this. What is important is that my little crush decided to rear its ugly head a few days ago and bequeathed to me this dream, in which I spend a half-decent amount of time 'making out' with Liz. I use quotes because it was actually pretty lame, and I can't remember enough of the specifics to say for sure whether or not that's what was happening.

The setting was very nondescript, literally a formless gray mist that surrounded us and hid everything else from view. The only people either of us could see or interact with were each other, which was good enough I guess. In my head, it was established that we'd already been dating for a short time anyway, before bumping into each other in this cloud.

I closed the distance between us and grabbed her hands in mine, returning her smile as I leaned in for a kiss. She accepted my affections eagerly, responding to them in kind and pretty soon, we were spending minutes at a time with our lips locked together.

This sounds pretty good, right? Trouble is, the kisses weren't great. Her lips were thin and a little too firm. It almost felt like her teeth were trying to meet mine through our lips, and it was a bit uncomfortable. We didn't give up, though, and it started actually getting good right before I woke up. Figures.