I’ve grown to really covet my dreams. I spend my days looking forward to them, and wallow in them when at last I get to experience them at the end of the day. My dreams are the only time that I go places and do things and spend time with anyone. I’m still thinking about one in particular, I just can’t seem to shake it. There were many things that occurred in the dream, but the important part is the hug. The person in the dream was someone I follow on instagram, but I do not know them in person. In my dream we were hanging out though, and he gave me a hug. It’s been so incredibly long since I have had a hug in real life, or any kind of human affection at all, really. So when it happened in my dream the feeling was so vivid. He put his arms around me, pulled me close, and I melted into him. Like my entire body just let go of everything and I leaned into him, onto him, buried my head on his chest and he rested his head on mine with his eyes closed, and he held me and gently stroked my face. I could feel the fabric of his t-shirt on my cheek, I could feel the warmth of his body, and the scruff on his face against my skin. It wasn’t romantic, it was just kind and gentle and I was so, so, so relieved to be there, leaning into him and being touched. When I woke up all I wanted to do was go back. It’s been days and I still just want to go back there and never wake up…
