nepenthean's Diaryland Dream Diary


Motel romp, denim underwear

Tim and I had rented a super seedy motel room near downtown so we could do laundry, and instead of the wash it seems I slept with Ben Affleck. Only, evidently I was astoundingly drunk because my dream self remembered nothing except that he was at the end of the bed. When I came to, I was trying to put on a very strange pair of denim underwear that tied at the sides. I looked at it on my body; the hem went to my knees! I couldn't get the tie right. The garment felt bulky and awkward. By then Affleck had disappeared and Tim was back. The laundry still wasn't done.

8:27 a.m. - 2016-07-13


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