Dream Journal: January 13, 2012

I am pushing past massive in a packed concert hall with a woman who claims to be my wife. This is odd, considering my whole being gay and whatnot. Even stranger, I actually felt a little turned on when she grabbed me by the balls and whispered dirty things in my ear. Rather than having sex with her, like you normally would in a dream like this, our wedding rings magically vanished. In my confusion, all I could do was look on in despair as she proposed to Hideo Kojima, telling him that he was a better man than I could ever be.

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