Alright, I had 3 strange dreams last night. Normally I can't remember a thing about dreams, but I've been taking Nyquil because I'm sick and I think it's doing something to make me remember my dreams. I'll put things that are real in parentheses
Dream #1: A group of my high school friends were all hanging out. We were at this girl's house. (Now this girl, we'll call her The Girl for the remainder of the post, is one of my good friends. We've been friends since 10th grade. She rejected me once in 11th grade but I pretty much had it bad for her until I met my current gf before senior year.) Basically everyone left but me and her, and as we were casually talking I leaned over and started kissing her. I remember being very nervous of her reception in my dream. She went with it. I'll spare you the intimate details but it was all very vivid and realistic in my mind. It was very slow and passionate. Just as I was about to actually penetrate, however, we were interrupted by her dad. We magically covered up before he got down to the basement somehow, and then I woke up.
Dream #2: I fell right back asleep and it's like I picked up where I left off. Her dad was gone and we started all over again. It wasn't the same order of motions but it was like we knew we had been interrupted and were going to try at it again. Then just as I'm about to penetrate The Girl I suddenly wake up. (Of course now that I'm awake I'm doing that thing where I'm pretending like I'm still dreaming to see if I can get back in there. Of course it never works

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Dream #3: I'm living in my old house with my sister (who I fought with a lot when we were younger) and mom (just as it was in my childhood) but I'm my current age and the house is much nicer. My sister drives us to school. The school is my old grade school but it is enlarged and everyone from my high school is there. Before we go in, for some reason we feel the need to go to Subway. I got a Coke and a sub and brought it back for lunch. When I go in, I see The Girl. I try to catch up to her to apologize to her (last weekend we were supposed to go to a movie but I had a hard day at work and fell asleep until 10 PM, I still feel bad about it) but I couldn't catch her. I gave up and went to eat lunch. I saw my pal Jon (right now he is at advanced training for the Army National Guard) and figured he had gotten done with training early. I showed him my tattoo (I just got one recently on my right forearm) and it looked just like it does in real life. However, in my dream I remember having a dream that it was half what it really looks like, and half a melting Snickers bar. I had a dream within a dream which was strange. I can't remember any further but this dream was extremely realistic in every way. No one was flying or shooting lasers or seeing ghosts. It was like a melting pot of my childhood, high school, and current life.