sticky
im not interested in this dream but Arthur does eeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhhh
hugging naked mum & crazy AC controller
I was chilling on my bed in my current bedroom, around morning, with sunlight and heavy rain from the outside. It was like black rainstorm/ typhoon 10 type of rain. The street view outside was like the path which the shuttle bus took from Cardiff dorm to the uni. It felt like a school day but I didn't go to school, although I wasn't sure if it was because it suddenly became a holiday because of weather, or because I skipped it because I didn't want to go. (but such weather leading to class cancellations, and my own skipping class happened in the past two weeks so either way made sense.) Anyways I felt a sense of relief but with an odd mixture of guilt underneath. So not necessarily happy, but happier than going to school. My mum came into the room and we hugged together while chatting about different things. I was on top of her, and we were both naked. I talked about my classmates, about my sessions with Arthur, etc. (Although a little voice at the back of my head thinks, I didn't mention anything about Arthur to her, how come I spilled the tea so naturally? It doesn't make sense, I shouldn't be doing that.) During the hug I guess my clit was on top of hers so I felt pleasurable sexually, while the little voice felt this felt wrong. (Idk why we spent so much time during session on this, didn't expect, I thought only Freud likes this kind of stuff but okay lol) I wondered if she felt the same way as me, though she does not show any special emotions related to this. I also did not show how I was feeling regarding this aspect to her, as it did not exceed my threshold for such emotions/aka I can contain it easily, and it felt wrong.
Later she left to do housework in the living room/ kitchen. I looked at my room which has two air conditioners. The first one was working normally, and it is located at a similar spot in real life, while the second aircon was next to the first one, but this part of the room is expanded in the dream as well, separated by a wooden shelf, just like two ikea kallax shelves stacking on top of each other but the material is wood. I looked at the second aircon and found it to be operating at 4x degrees, which I thought no wonder the air blowing out is so hot. I took my remote and tried to lower the temperature. But the temperature panel dropped to -60. I tried to turn it up again and it went to 0 at first after a few simple tries. But I want an appropriate temperature, but it just jumped directly to 40 again. And even 50 I think. So I turned it down again and it went back to like -40 or -60, and the air con is beginning to roar and make cold air. I began to panic when I heard the aircon making such a sound as it implies the room is going to be unbelievably cold and I might destroy the aircon/ the aircon would explode or overwork and make a fire. So I walked a bit out of my room into the corridor, and called my mum to come back and help. She heard my call and responded in the kitchen and I think she would come soon, when the dream ended.
(Irl I had a lecture on killing cells using temperatures higher than 60C or lower than -40C just the day before I sleep, so I think it is related.)
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