May the second man win...

This morning I had a dream that my mother and father were at my house. I think we were preparing some food for a party or gathering. My Dad's parents were also there - or arrived during the dream. There were other people too but I don't remember all of them.

Then I was out with them at an outside restaurant and someone from work was sat at the head of table and I was sat at the end, round the corner from him to his left. We were sitting and talking waiting for the food to arrive and I had my right hand on my knee and he put his left hand on mine and we interlocked our fingers. Then I looked up at him and suddenly realised who it was and I got up and I RAN out of there as fast as my legs could carry me.

I ended up in a harbour or shipyard full of wooden boats and there were lots of people and I think it was a bit of a festival but you could also go on boat trips. I was meant to go on one but ended up getting off at the last minute.

Then in the crowds I met another guy from work and we chatted for longer than I've ever chatted to him before and he was really nice to me and we ended up hugging and kissing. Sadly I woke up just as that part started getting interesting though.

Crazy illness dreams

I often have crazy dreams when I'm ill and right now I have a bad cold, hence the really vivid dream this morning which I can't get out of my head.

I dreamt I'd been on a coach journey somewhere. I don't know where I was, but I'd just got off the bus and was walking towards the back of it and to my right was a young man around my age walking next to me. He slipped his hand into mine. He was wearing grey gloves. They were lovely and soft and warm and his grip was firm and strong without hurting me. I remember looking down at our hands then looking up at his face. I can't remember what he looked like, I just remember seeing love and passion in his eyes and a nice smile. I smiled back at him and we carried on walking to find somewhere to sit down and talk.

There was a field with a few trees in and people were putting up tents. We went over to sit under one of the trees by a tent. Then we realised we were in the way of people getting in and out of the tent so we got up and walked on and ended up getting trapped, encircled by tents. The only way out was to climb over the tents. He went first and I started after him, but they wouldn't support my weight and it was very wobbly.

The strongest image/memory I have from all of that is the gloves and holding hands. I felt like he really cared for me. It was nice. I hope that bit comes true.