It's In His Kiss

My dreams are odd. And I have known that for years. Sometimes they are so real, it is hard to sort out from reality but I usually can do it. Some of them are the fantastical and others are pretty mundane.

Now with the writer's strike on we all know that we will be, if we turn on the TV, watching more reality shows which are even now being worked on.

I had a dream last night that I was doing a couple of days work on a new reality TV series. A friend had asked me if I could help with the auditions for the show. Escorting people in and introducing them to the producers. Making sure that the runners we had kept everyone in food and water. Making sure that the next person was ready to go. The usual stuff that you have to do when you are running an audition which I have done a number of times in my life.

The show was a reality show called, "Is it in the kiss?" and it was a show where they were trying to find out if you could fall in love with someone purely by their kiss. You didn't see faces or anything else. The only interact was the kiss.

I am grateful for the lucidness of my dreams even when they are weird.