Dream Journal
Steve and I went to our new vacation apartment at the far end of the lake. We walked into the upstairs apartment because the door was open. It was very nice and done in all white: the walls, carpet, furniture were all white. I wondered if we were supposed to have the downstairs apartment instead, because the upstairs one was too nice. I went downstairs to see if I could look into that apartment, and met its occupant, my neighbor.
I asked her if she had a key to the upstairs apartment, and she walked me back upstairs and then just walked in. I glanced over at Steve, sitting at the computer naked. I tried to tell him to get dressed without alerting my neighbor that he was naked.
She looked out the window and said that we were he third house from the end of the lake, with one of the best views, and it was quiet out there. I just wanted her to go and stop being nosy.
Then I was at the grocery store looking for Pantene conditioner but I couldn’t find it. I went up and down all of the aisles and thought about asking where it was, but decided they probably didn’t carry it.
Then I was back at the vacation apartment with a few other people, and one of the guys was flirting pretty heavily with me. He was funny and cute and charming. He was leaning one elbow onto the kitchen counter while I was laughing, and I realized that he was Steve. His face didn’t look like steve, and even though Steve was standing behind him talking to some other people, he was Steve too. I had a crush on this new Steve.