Dreams -- Rated XXX

CAUTION: this post is not for the squeamish or prudish, as it contains disgusting graphic sexual and fecal images! You've been warned.

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My sleep pattern has changed of late. Don't know if it's stress or the Wellbutrin, but I'm not sleeping as long or as deeply as I was over the last month or two. Not napping as much, either. I'll take it as a good sign, with the exception of waking up in the middle of the night and having a difficult time getting back to sleep, but perhaps I just need to stay up a little later from now on.

Anyhow, I've been dreaming more, too. I guess that has to do with the fact that I'm not sleeping so heavily. I like to dream, and like even more to remember my dreams. Problem is, my dreams are kind of disturbing lately.

For example, the night before last, I dreamt I was having sex with my mother. Yes, my mother. She was going down on me and had her fingers in me, etc. And I didn't think there was anything wrong with it....until I woke up. Ick! Blech! Ugh! I know part of that dream came from a discussion I had with Rover just before bed, but still....

Last night I dreamt about my old rival Rachel (no pseudonym necessary because she's a long-gone figure from my high-school years). Anyhow, I haven't dreamt about Rachel in god knows how long. Over the years in my dreams, she and I have become friends. I came to terms with her at night, so that was a good thing. Anyhow, last night, Rachel and I picked up our friendship. We were talking about whatever and then she stepped into a curtained room and was naked. I was pleased to finally get to take a look at her body. She pointed to her stomach which had become slightly fat and sagging and talked about getting older, etc. and that it was difficult to keep one's tum in check as one got older. The next thing I know, I'm taking a shower. But I have to take a bowel movement while in the shower and so I push my bowels just ever so slightly. Before I know it, there's shit everywhere. I'm trying desparately to clean up before I'm discovered, but all of a sudden Rachel is standing there with the curtain pulled back looking at me. I apologize, telling her it had been an accident. I'm embarrassed, to be sure. She makes me get out of the shower.

So, again, YUCK! Where did that come from???