More on Dreams
Last night I had a dream that I was frequenting a whore house. This in and of itself is not shocking. After all, dreams sometimes mirror reality, and I've been taking a Tuesday night trip to this intimate little home in north Dallas for over a year. What was shocking was that I was visiting and NOT USING PROTECTION. Now that's just insane. I don't care what's going on in my life--I definitely would not be having unprotected sex with a hooker more than one or two times a year.
Also, the hooker was crying while we were having relations. Something about how degrading her work was and she was only trying to save up money to pay for her brother's operation. And then she expected me to still pay her even though I totally did not climax. What a gyp.
In other dreams: I also had one that some friends an I were walking through an Atlanta neighborhood that I have traversed many times. Only it was different. It was overrun by gangs. And these gangs got us and they were roughing us up. I got away and the started yelling that they would kill my friends if I didn't come back, but I didn't go back. I did try to call 911, but I kept getting the wrong number.
Also, the hooker was crying while we were having relations. Something about how degrading her work was and she was only trying to save up money to pay for her brother's operation. And then she expected me to still pay her even though I totally did not climax. What a gyp.
In other dreams: I also had one that some friends an I were walking through an Atlanta neighborhood that I have traversed many times. Only it was different. It was overrun by gangs. And these gangs got us and they were roughing us up. I got away and the started yelling that they would kill my friends if I didn't come back, but I didn't go back. I did try to call 911, but I kept getting the wrong number.

Whatever. I'm about to graduate law school, so nyah!