Dream

In my dream I was having a conversation with my cousin. I wanted to smoke a joint but I was worried about having a panic attack. As I was with her I knew she could help me get through it, but we couldn’t smoke together because she’s pregnant now, in the dream and real life too. I missed our youth. In that moment, still thinking if I had to smoke or not, a man appeared. It was like a metaphor. He said “we get ourselves naked for war and pain, and that’s a sign of strength. But we won’t do that for love, or to feel vulnerable”, while he took his shirt off. He made me think. Then I woke up.