I am sleeping in the bed with an older woman - she's about 70. She is very influential and powerful. She has rolled red hair. I think we were lesbians. When we awaken, I feel very insecure, so she wraps her arms around me as I lay my head upon her bosom. She holds me like this for a long time, tenderly, before getting up in her robe and walking out the bedroom door.
It was very comforting for me to be held by her. I felt secure, loved, as if a child being held by a parent, consoled.
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I wonder if this dream was inspired by my coming across the story of Catullus's obsession and unrequited love for Lesbia.
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