Dreams 2/13

Dreamt that Eddie Munson was in my class. My classroom was two stories and very bright. Eddie was trying to stop smoking, and I told him I did by embarrassing myself, staring into a crystal every time I wanted a smoke. I went looking and found a big twin citrine to lend him. There was an eight by ten glossy picture of him posted on the wall. There was another boy who propositioned me to let him ride me home. Told him, no thank you. I had to wear a back brace beneath my clothes because I carried so many books. Eddie and the other boy were talking about me, I could hear. Eddie said he was crazy about me. The other boy said he was first. 🤘😝🤘