sex dream

Like the title says, I had an intense sex dream ab0ut Wayne Coyne last night.

We didn’t actually have sex, but I was in his lap—he looked around 30 years younger—and kissing his neck. We were alone in a room together creating art.

I wouldn’t ever even touch that man, but the dream made me realize how deeply I crave artistic connection and how that is the primary quality in a relationship for me that incites sexual excitement.

I think the dream involved Wayne Coyne because he is from my hometown: Norman, OK, and has had a huge impact on its artistic growth. The Flaming Lips originally recorded their music in Norman, even though they are technically based out of Oklahoma City.

Anyway, I woke up this morning craving that kind of inspiration in my life. I wonder if that kind of partnership is really sustainable.