On the joy of being naked
Nudity is permitted beyond this point.

I had a dream

A few days (nights) ago I had the weirdest dream.

Location: some undefined house.

I was with people I knew (at least in the dream, I don't even recall what they looked like so they probably weren't real-life acquaintances).

Man in mirror, getting dressed
There was some kind of emergency and we all had to get dressed to head out. Interesting thing that I recall now is, that this meant we were all naked at one point. Why else would you have to get dressed?

The dream had a proper sense of urgency at that point. I recall that. People talking in hushed voices, some checking windows (no idea what for, that never became clear). Lights were flashing, probably from outside.

The odd thing was that I could not figure out how to put on clothes. No matter what I tried, it didn't work. Some folks in the room did their best to help me, but all their attempts failed gloriously, while the tension in the room rose.

This is by far one of the weirdest dreams I've ever had. I don't know if we ever made it outside; the dream ended before that. And at that point I still had no clothes on. Thinking back to it is bringing back that sense of urgency, which is something intriguing. Usually I don't recall dreams that vividly, bar a few special ones that I treasure.

Have you, interested reader, ever had such an odd dream? Even worse? I'd appreciate hearing (reading) from you!

 

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