I live on those dreams.
Last night I dreamt I was holding hands with a childhood sweetheart on a bus. Nothing special, not like I did anything and I wasn't lucid... But that one moment was extremely vivid. Not a word was said, all we did playfully hold each others hands and jerk it back and such. Oh, yes, that was only one part in a pretty big dream, but that moment eclipsed all others. I'm honestly having trouble remembering because all I can think about is that...
I'd probably have continued the dream if I wasn't woken up by my wife. They've got eyes in your dreams, man. Can't even touch a friggin imaginary 8 year old without her jumping all over ya. 
Anyone ever get those kind of dreams?
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