DreamSense

Life comes at us when we really least expect it to. Something goes a bit wonky, and we are left to put the pieces back together. The music simply continues to play on without stopping. Life doesn't stop because you are having a difficult time to get through something. Life doesn't just give up. It has to keep flowing for all the other billions of people around the world. It would be quite odd if everything just stopped because one person's heart gave way. So, life doesn't work that way. Good to know. What are we to do with the broken pieces of a heart that's holding together with duct tape and hope? Can a person live off of hope alone? I'm not sure. I imagine one could really wish that would work out...if it does great. If it doesn't? Then there could be other issues down the road. Who knows. Whatever the case, life continues to move on. The music still plays.

Wanting a need, needing a want. What ever happened to it all? There are needs and there are wants. Sometimes it's difficult to distinguish between the needs and wants. Difficult is really a tame word for it. It really sucks and I wish there was a way to differentiate between the two better. But some days there isn't, and that hurts. Trying to figure it all out...it should be able to be figured out right? I mean people do it all the time. Do I need this or do I want this? It has to work out somehow...some day...somewhere. Yeah, something like that. If it doesn't? Well, what are you supposed to do with any of it? I don't know. I really don't have a clue.

It's a simple thought, is it not? Why do people want to be wanted? I want to be wanted, I want to actually feel that want. But why is that? Why do I want to feel wanted by someone? Is that normal? Is it right? What does any of this mean?

There are things I want to say but am afraid to utter the words. It's like the words form on my lips, yet they cannot escape my thoughts. There's no reason for this, they need to be said. They want to be said. But why can't they be said?

Ever walk around a goodwill or other kind of thrift store? You see all of these things which people simply discard over the years. Some things look like they are useful to you, but they were discarded by someone else. As I walk around these stores, I feel abandoned like these very same objects. I feel like an object at times. Tossed aside, not loved anymore. Simply dropped on the ground at a way station of life. So that's what life feels like at times.

It is true, penguins can feel emotions but they cannot feel human emotions. I wish I were a penguin who didn't need to feel anything. Who couldn't feel human emotions in anyway possible. So what does one do with these emotions? Do I talk about them? Do I discuss them? What am I to do with all of these emotions that I don't want to feel?

Life comes at you another day another year everything else just rests So here we are waiting and wondering what all there will be to discuss in the future

For a moment, life almost felt normal again. It was great. I was trying to move on the best I could and see what was out there. It doesn't mean that's exactly what happened...but well you never know what will happen when you meet new people. Amazing people with amazing smiles and personalities. Beautiful as well. So here we are, just trying to do our best with what we have.

Night had come early. Winter was in full swing. Cold nights and winter snow storms seemed to fill the air. Sandra didn’t mind the cold air in the house. At night she would simply bundle up with more blankets. Sandra preferred to sleep naked. She felt better that way. The blankets helped add warmth to her already warm body. As Sandra fell asleep she began to dream. Her dreams were typical most of the time unless she had a nightmare. Tonight’s dream would be something…different. Sandra had just gotten back from the bar where she met a guy. He was six foot tall, blue eyes and black hair. Think Superman but without the super powers. She gave him her number expecting him to call, he never did. Oh well it was probably for the best. She didn’t want to give her hopes up on some fucker who didn’t care about her. Sandra’s dreams would prove different though that night. She was in the bar sitting there talking and flirting with the bartender. Most bartenders would give her a free drink if she did...

Steve walked up to Lilly. Looked her up and down. He could only imagine the hell she had been through. "I'll pay for this. Don't you worry." Lilly shook her head "No, I have a check…" Steve smiled. "Do not worry. I have it taken care of." Walking up to the front of the restaurant he paid for her meal. As Steve made it back, his bright blue eyes made contact with hers. He sat down across from her. Lilly smiled, "That was kind of you. I can't believe that jerk stood me up like that." Steve placed his hand on the table playing with a napkin. "Well jerks do exist in the world. I'm sorry you had to run into that guy." Lilly nodded. She couldn't stop staring at him. it was as though she had met him before. "Well, I'd better let you go." Steve said standing up. Lilly smiled. "Thank you again." Taking a sip of wine, she watched as he left the restaurant. Looking down at the table, something caught her...

Joe stepped into the elevator. A woman stood there holding the door open for him. He smiled to her as he entered. The elevator smelled of old mahogany and furniture polish. All things pointing to an old building. “Thank you for holding the lift.” Joe said. The woman nodded as she looked him over. Joe was wearing a dark grey suit with a bright colorful red tie. He was six feet tall of yummy goodness. She bit her lip as she thought about what he could do to her. Joe pressed a button on the elevator console that would take him to his destination. “I’m Sally” She said holding out a hand. Joe shook her hand gently. Her skin was soft. “Joe” he replied. Sally bit her lip. She imagined hitting the emergency button causing the elevator to stop. Imagined Joe taking her in his arms and kissing her gently, fully with tongue. Sally took a deep breath in. Her hand got closer to the emergency button. She glanced at Joe wondering if he had noticed her movement. He was too busy staring into her eyes. J...

It was afternoon in the office. The phone lines had quieted down a bit from the morning rush. Susan sat in her office working on a proposal for the next day. Her legs were crossed under her chair as she swayed along with music playing in her office. Tom looked up from his computer across the hall. He smiled as he saw Susan dancing in her chair. Tom shook his head as he continued working. He had a crush on Susan for a while now. It was something he hadn’t told anyone of course. One doesn’t just hit on the daughter of the president of the company. He had seen many guys try and ask her out but she had turned them all down one after another. The men weren’t fired because of it, but they couldn’t handle the stares of other co workers, so they left on their own. “Tom” Susan’s voice could be heard over his phone speaker. He looked up towards her office. She was looking at him. “Come in here please.” Tom activated his speaker “Right away.” He stood and cross the office floor to Susan’s office....

Walking into the apartment I took off my jacket and tossed it on the couch. "Jen?" I called out. There was no response. Walking around, I heard the shower running. I slipped off my shoes and loosened my tie. I loved shower time, it was always a fun experience. By the time I made it to the bedroom, my shirt was unbuttoned and my pants were on the floor. Kicking the pants aside, I tossed the shirt into the laundry hamper. Opening the door to the bathroom, I took a peek in. There she was singing away. I removed my boxer briefs. They dropped to the floor as I stepped out of them. I stood there nude waiting for her to take notice. She continued singing. "I'll give you something to sing about." I whispered. I opened the shower door. Startled, Jen turned around. Her nude body facing me, her tits staring me down. Her hips inviting me. "Mike." She said as she bit her lip between words. I smiled. "Hi baby, thought you could use a pick me up." She grinn...

Her appointment with her shrink was at 2pm. As usual, she was prompt and ready for him a good ten minutes early. Sitting in the waiting room, she could only imagine how his day was going, that and what she would talk to him about. Anna had been seeing the same doctor for the past seven years. He always knew what she needed to get her through the week. "Anna?" She heard her name called out by the receptionist. "The doctor's ready to see you now." Anna stood and walked into the office. As Anna entered the room, their eyes locked. Soon her skirt was on the floor and her blouse was off. Anna unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. She never wore panties to her appointments, they always got in the way. "On the couch." He instructed. "Yes sir." Anna responded. "Anything you say Daddy." The word Daddy rolled off her tongue. She needed to be spanked, fucked, and anything else he wanted to do to her. She wanted it all. Anna kneeled o...

So many things out there in life and they all appear to be confusing. I wish I had an answer to all of it. Something to grasp and hold onto. Something to fully just understand. Self sabotage seems to be something I'm good at. It's not right, I know it's not right...and yet it exists. So I have to find a way to get around that and not let it happen. So many decisions to come to. So many things that overwhelm the mind and senses. It's all just a big glob of goo that I wade through. At times I feel alone, even though I know I'm not. Difficult to express, even more difficult to comprehend at times.

He awoke to the sound of movement... it wasn't near him, but at the other end of the house towards the guest bedroom. Where she was sleeping. Climbing out of bed, he walked down the hallway and prepared himself for whatever struggle might be going on. As he turned the corner, there was his guest. Nude on the bed pleasuring herself. He smiled. She was enjoying herself. Rubbing her wet pussy. Moaning as her other hand was rubbing her round tits. The bed gently rocked against the wall. As she rubbed her clit her pussy got wetter and wetter. She thrust a few fingers inside and then brought them up to her mouth where she tasted herself. She grinned in delight as she continued to rub her vulva. His cock was hard as he had started rubbing it. Hoping and wishing that he would be the one that was pleasing her. His precum light at first got thicker and thicker as he stroked. Rubbing the precum up and down his shaft then around his balls. The veins on his penis pulsed with each rub. Wrapping ...