I had a dream the night before last of copulating with a blonde of about 40 years of age who was on the podgy side.
Last night I dreamt of being on hols in Mexico. I was in a group of men and women – all of them younger than me. There were about a dozen of them. I was in a large hotel room.
I went into the sea with them. As we had flown in we had seen protcted areas with man made reefs. The sea was azure within these swimming areas. We were on the Pacific Coast. Sometimes I think maybe it was supposed to be Peru.
The water was warm. We were told to get into an inflatable plastic life raft. It was way too small. It would only accommodate one person. Then several more life rafts appeared. They were all in bright colours – fluorescent almost. I had mine. I lay on it and paddled. The others did likewise. We swam perhaps a 100 m in an arc back to the shore.
I overslept and missed breakfast but they brought me some food up from the dining room.
Then Barak OBama came along. We had a chat. He was relaxed and affable.
I looked in the mirror and saw my hair was very long – longer than it has ever been. It was down to my shoulders. I decided I need it cut. In fact my child has long hair but her refuses to allow his grandmother to cut it.