Hotel Dreams

The room I'm staying in really looks quite romantic. I think mosquito nets have a strange knack for giving the illusion of privacy (which I associate with romance).

I had the sweetest dream last night where I dreamt that I entered a chocolate-making competition and right before the judges arrived, this group, led by a certain not-friend C, started thrashing my booth! This particular Indian guy friend I had was really nice and he helped me clean up and well, I won the competition. Long story short, I thanked him for helping me and we kissed. It doesn't sound like much here because I can't emote exactly how he made me feel. It was a mixture of feeling really really touched and knowing that here's someone you can trust to watch your back. I guess I miss the feeling of Grand Gestures at the beginning stages of a relationship. Anyway, in my dream, nothing really fancy happened. We hugged and then I kissed him on his cheek and there was a hand grazing moment. It was just so tender and sweet!

If only I could send out an advert for "that indian boy in Kit's dream".