The problem with these lucid dreams is that I have had a couple of them more than once. It makes me wonder if these are not just dreams but suppressed memories of things/times that I have forgotten or blocked out for some reason. I don't exactly believe that, but when you end up in the same place, doing the same thing, it's enought to make you question the reason for them, if there is a reason.
I was at the secluded big house on the side of the hill again. In the large garage is a full size swimming pool. A man was swimming in it with his dog, the latter swimming behind the man. The guy was complaining about the water being so cold. After their swim, the man and dog climbed out of the pool and went in the house.
In the house, I was talking with the man's wife. She was complaining about problems with the house. The man joined her and chimed in about the water in the pool being so cold. They left to go check on the water heater, thinking that may be the problem.
I left them to their deed and went back out to the garage to wait for "him". Now, sitting on the edge of the pool sat an asian woman. She was short but with a slightly broad frame. Her hair short and dark. She was there to fix things around the house. I asked her why she didn't just go in. Blinking her lavendar and brown shadowed eyelids, she stated in a mild accent "She say I no go in the attic. Her things in attic. I no go up there to fix."
As I waited with the asian landlord, "he" showed up. He was beautiful with his piercing blue eyes and brushed back dark hair, standing tall in his sturdy, yet thin frame. He looked very much like Tom Welling.
He took me in his arms, happy to finally be with me. I smiled to him and he pulled me into the house to announce to his parents that he was home. He ran up a short flight of stairs to his right, up to his room, for what, I don't know.
Upon his return, I asked him if he wanted to go [someplace]. He said that he'd been driving all day and he was tired. He just wanted to be with me. Then, a sudden change of heart and he asked if I was hungry and wanted to go to Subway. "Sure," I replied.
We ran out of the house, through the garage, and down a busy street to his truck. I was raining outside. I'm not sure what was wrong with my clothing, but I had to change my shirt. I was trying to run and change my shirt at the same time. I was pulling on my button-up tux blouse. He turned to watch and we were laughing as the rain was soaking us in it's gushing downpour. Then he took me in his arms and gave me the most toe-curling and passionate kiss I've ever felt.
Then I woke up ........ wanting him.
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Your dream would make for a great novella...start writing.
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