Dream Journal
I started a voice chat with Michael will B was in the same room. I expected B to get upset or look up but he didn’t pay me any attention.
Then I was sitting in my office at work. Michael had his computer set up in the very back corner of the building where an old coworker used to sit.
I snuck up behind him and moved to kiss him in the soft hollow between his ear and jawbown, but he ducked away from me. He looked around guiltily and said, “Not here.” He then resumed whatever he had been doing on his computer.