more dreams

I had a dream where I was with a friend in a cab headed to a party at the theater, but wasn't wearing any damn clothes. Then, somehow, a towel materialized. My friend kept telling me You're fine, you're fine, let's just go. Then, somehow, I was wearing a red shirt and blue skirt and no panties. I still felt exposed, vulnerable. It was 830 and the party was starting at 8. I hopped into another cab and went home and changed my shirt, a yellow one, and stared at myself in the mirror. My apartment was really brightly lit, for some reason.

Then I woke up, feeling cold. And then I remembered I wasn't wearing any damn clothes.