Dream Journal
I was at my parents’ home with Damon and Melissa. It was April first, Damon’s birthday. He had a friend over and the two of them were playing with some computer periferal that hung on the wall.
I asked cryptically, “What are we going to do today?” knowing that Damon would know I was referring to his birthday. He didn’t reply and acted as though he didn’t want his gay friend to know it was his birthday.