I was in my bedroom, there was a 3 seat sofa, i was on the left, and 2 friends filled the other spots (a blond one and a oriental one). We were sexually aroused, but not exactly excited – also, im not sure about what we were talking to make us feel sexy like that. The oriental one suggested we could masturbate together, i agreed, but the blond one didnt. He stood up and left while the oriental one complained to me about how lame he was.

then, i woke up.

im at home. not this apartment i live now. im home.
im at the balcony, watching the street, its all empty, like a holiday. i see four people walking together, side by side. There is a young woman, a mature men and a kid, a boy. i dont remember who’s the 4th element. the group scares me by the way they walk. there is something about the four people that makes me feel uneasy. I remember i spoke something with a neighbour, but i dont recall what. then, i see the man walking up the stairs (i used to live on the 1st floor). he walks directly towards me, determined. i am absurdly scared as he passes me and goes inside the apartment. i lock him inside, because then i know he wont be able to do anything bad – but then i remember my grandpa is there, helpless.

then i wake up.

I was going to some sort of slum (watched district 9 yesterday, might be related) alone, in my car. I dont remember how i was dressed, but i guess i was quite presentable. I dove a little bit but the streets narrowed so i had to walk. i remember i was going there for a particular reason, but i cant really remember why – maybe pick up something. on my way, i pass through a street party, with the street closed and a lot of people around. there was music and drinks also. then i stumble upon a couple of girls i graduated with (wich i dont really recall, they were like random people) and they insist they had to introduce me to someone. I try to get away, thinking it was a girl they would try to hook me up with, but then comes along a handsome guy, and introduces himself to me (no names were given, but he was smiling). Then he grabs my hand and in the middle of a handshake, he pulls me closer to give some sort of “nice 2 meet ya” kiss. i retreat, and he makes a really disguished face and goes away. i remain guilty about being so rude and go find him, when i do, i hold him and apologize. he kisses me on the neck and i say how i like the scent of his perfume.

then i wake up.