But first: The ease with which I can achieve an orgasm correlates strongly with my estrogen levels. My shot day is Friday. I'm in the "harrumph" part of the week now. That surely isn't good for my messed-up right shoulder.
On to the dream!
cupcake_goth was organizing some kind of big Goth event. The invitation, which she'd sent to everybody, was in the form of a video. She warned me that it featured audio of me singing.
My singing wasn't as terrible or dysphoric as I expected, but I didn't remember recording the audio and I didn't recognize the song. The video featured a lot of photos of club nights long past. The overall effect was deeply nostalgic.
Meanwhile, I was trying to watch the video on my phone while walking through a house full of people. I rode my bike to a school where a couple of dozen ladies in hijabs were watching something going on across the street at an elementary school. (In real life, I live a few blocks away from one.) I parked the bike and resumed watching the video, trying to determine when and where the event was going to be. Of course I wanted to go.
On to the dream!
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My singing wasn't as terrible or dysphoric as I expected, but I didn't remember recording the audio and I didn't recognize the song. The video featured a lot of photos of club nights long past. The overall effect was deeply nostalgic.
Meanwhile, I was trying to watch the video on my phone while walking through a house full of people. I rode my bike to a school where a couple of dozen ladies in hijabs were watching something going on across the street at an elementary school. (In real life, I live a few blocks away from one.) I parked the bike and resumed watching the video, trying to determine when and where the event was going to be. Of course I wanted to go.