Upon waking, my subconscious reminds me that I have just had what it thinks is a sex dream. I can remember a majority of its proceedings quite vividly ... but I can't recall any part in it that even remotely resembled what can be called sex.
A penny for one's thoughts: Perhaps it is truthfully not the act itself, but the companionship it presumably provides, for which I so adamantly yearn.
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