Girls

So this is the second night in a row that I dreamed about sharing a bathroom with a girl and it creating a social situation. I find this amusing and interesting. I've never had this particular kind of dream before, and there haven't been any situations like this in my waking life any time recently.

In this dream, I was a high-school student in senior year. I was in the cafeteria, and decided to go to the bathroom. This cute girl I barely knew came into the bathroom right behind me. I turned around and smiled at her. I'm sure I had a somewhat surprised, questioning look on my face at first, but then I let her know with a sly smile and a quick glance up and down her that I was up for something interesting if that was why she followed me in here. She looked embarrassed, then went around the corner to a toilet about 20 feet from where I was, though still in the same bathroom.

This all seemed a little strange to me, so I walked over there and took a peek around the corner. Three of her friends were sitting at a table near the window (yes, in the bathroom) eating lunch and chatting. They saw me look around the corner just as the girl was about to pull down her pants. One of the girls at the table said, “He must like you. He's trying to see something.” She didn't think I could hear her.

These girls were all close friends, in that odd social group of “girls who are smarter than average, somewhat cute but not quite pretty, and a bit nerdy.” (These tended to be the girls I liked best in high school). I went back to my urinal, finished, and left. Later, as I was leaving school, I was walking down a long paved path through the grass from school to the subdivisions.

Can we say, “awkward?” Actually, I was mostly comfortable in this dream situation. First, my waking day: yesterday was Thanksgiving. Becca and I spent the day with our families. I was exhausted the whole time, as I had worked on the website all night and morning before we left. I went to sleep soon after we got home.

I dreamed that I was at a party. It took place in an old run-down house. At one point, I realized that I needed to use the bathroom, so I went to look for it. I went in, and saw that there were actually two tiny bathrooms right next to each other that originally had opened into two separate areas of the house, but were now connected because they tore down the wall that was between them. The toilets were only a couple of feet from each other.

I sat down on one, and was trying to pull the door next to me closed. It had a broken latch. A beautiful girl, mid 20s, came in from the other door, which was also broken. I knew her. She was a pretty good friend of mine. She laughed, pulled down her pants, and sat down next to me. I had just been about to take a shit when she came in, so I immediately decided to wait until she was done and gone to resume. She farted. I laughed at that, and at the absurdity of the whole situation. She had a wry, joking smile on her face and said, “Oh don't mind me. I might lift my ass and fart occasionally.” On cue, she lifted her ass a few inches off the toilet, pointed it in my direction, and farted again. We were both smiling and laughing the whole time, due to the utter wackiness of the fact that we were friends of the opposite sex being put in such a bizarre situation, and the ease with which we were both handling it.