I once dreamed that I was with somebody in my house. I can't remember who it was, but I know it was a girl of about my age and height.

We where laughing, and I held her wrist firmly as I guided - probably dragged - her into the bathroom.

I was then in 3rd person view. I saw myself walking into the bathroom, which had yellowish lightbulbs, dragging the girl. I began to take my clothes off: brown pants, a green shirt I like, and threw them to my companion. She began to put them on. I remained only with my boxers, which were red.

The house was pitch black, but there was daylight outside. I rushed out of the bathroom with her, and we hugged tightly, feeling our bodies vibrate with laughter. We rolled on the floor many times, and I saw the black walls being flashed by brown and white stripes.

Then, I was needed, or at least felt like somebody was calling me. We stopped rolling and got up. I walked away, saying goodbye to her, letting loose the hard grip of our hands. I was sad, suddenly. I walked downstairs, still black. I saw in the living room 3 guys with blurred faces talking to each other, watching a little blue television screen under a yellow light. I went through a corridor. I then stood before a window, which let me see the surrounding vegetation, green, GREEN AND ALIVE, big trees and a brick well encased beneath the leaves. I was holding a yellow telephone, felt the hard plastic against my fragile hands. I was waiting for a call, somebody. The phone never rang.

I woke up, only after 2 hours of sleep.