First off, I listened to a podcast recently – This America Life – about 7 topics of conversation that should be forbidden at parties because they are of no interest to anyone else. One of the topics was dreams. The woman on the podcast said that dreams are of no interest to anyone but the dreamer. That said, I am going to share a dream I had last night.
In this dream, I walk into our bedroom and find Miley Cyrus and my wife in our leather lounge chair, making out. Miley is in one of her crazy outfits and my wife is massaging her breasts under the loose fabric. I watch for a while and enjoy how happy they both seem to be in getting caught. The dream did not go beyond this, but it was fun.
I know we all dream about random things and random sexual acts that we have no real interests, but I found this interesting, because I have no interest in Miley Cyrus whatsoever. My wife and I have discussed many times which celebrities we would have sexual fantasies about. The list is long, but Miley has never come up. Anyway, no real point to this post, but I thought I would share.