Ray wouldn't kiss me because of my cold (my darling is a bit of a germaphobe to be sure). I was shouting at him and crying and beating on his chest. Then he called me over to where he was sitting with one of his friends, "I was just showing *** the photo of our beautiful son" and he had a photo that I had never seen. And then I woke up coughing.
Ray woke up and told me he had been in a town somewhere after WW2 where most of the men were dead but the ones left were trying to kill each other and Ray tried to stop it but they were all killed anyway. And he had a really great gun.
Ray has exciting dreams all the time with really great guns in many of them but the rare times that I remember my dreams, they are all about babyloss and sadness. Not that I want to dream about really great guns but you know something other than sadness would be kind of ok sometimes.
What do you dream about?