I am alone and I get off a train with a suitcase i can hardly carry. From a platform I look out at the station everything has that glow, an aura of muted color and shimmeryness. Some male that I do not know from real life walks towards me, in perfet focus, no aura, no glow. I knew him, in the dream that is. And i went up to him and he picked me up by the waist and spun me around in the air and we were smiling and he kissed me.
Nothing was said. Just smiles and kisses and a feeling of being happy to finally see each other again.
We begin walking hand in hand and he carries my suitcase. He talks to me, asks me things yet I do not hear them, it is just silence and we keep walking.
He stops and turns to me and looks nicely, lovingly and then the top of his head comes off, not grotesque or gruesome but it comes off. It just lifts into the air and out come a line of my friends (ones that i have in real, not dream life).
They stand in front of him and the top of his head comes back and he smiles at me. Each of my friends comes up and kisses me on the cheek and gives me a hug and whispers something in my ear, i can feel the breath but i can't hear what they are saying. and then they stand behind me and when i look back the guy is gone. and just my suitcase is sitting there and behind me are all of these people staring at me questioningly.
