Douglas Spencer (dougs) wrote,
Douglas Spencer

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The Tempest, act IV

"We are such stuff as dreams are made on and our little life is rounded with a sleep ..."

<smug mode=on>

There was this LJ post from someone:
> Had a dream last night. Quite strange and quite...interesting.

I commented:
> You can't say something like that and not go into details.

There was a further exchange of comments, and then she emailed me:
> Funny that you were the one to ask about it.
> Yes, the dream was about you, as I not-so-subtly hinted. And yes, it was sexual.
> Your very presence on the slash list, as a het male, fascinates me -- and the fact that you *write* slash, as well.
> Basically, you fascinate me (sexually) at the same time as you intimidate me (intellectually). It's very strange, and I'm probably not explaining it very well.

And then one exchange of emails later, she said:
> You can crow online if you want to. Now that I know you haven't taken offense, I wouldn't mind.

What a pity we're three and a half thousand miles apart. And she has a boyfriend.

But it made me feel good.

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