Dream Journal
Judy had invited me to Jayme’s birthday party despite having just divorced B. It was a lovely sunny afternoon and I sat at an outdoor table with Judy and another woman.
I was having a very nice time and was in the middle of telling a funny story when Melissa snuck up behind me and kissed my forehead so lightly that it tickled. I giggled, rubbed my forehead with the back of my hand, and turned around to tell her to not tickle.
When I had turned back to the table to resume my story, Judy had sat back in her chair when previously she had been leaning forward and engaged with my story. She was rolling her eyes and shaking her head in disapproval.
I didn’t understand why she was so upset that my sister had interrupted my story. I got up from the table and went inside the cabin where the others were.
I excused myself from the party and went into the tree house to use the bathroom. When I sat on the toilet, a man opened the door. He saw me sitting on the toilet topless and apologized for interrupting. I wondered why I had taken my shirt off and told him that he wasn’t interrupting.
He came in and went to the other side of the room: it was a large sewing/craft room with a toilet in one corner. I reached to the floor on my left for my shirt and wonder how weird it would look without my bra on. I thought the man was very attractive, tan, broad shouldered, and curly sandy blonde hair.