Woke up from a crazy dream where my girlfriend drug me to my closet saying we were going to go to mauldin in the well (lol in the dream it was described as a very convoluted process of entering the astral plain through sex in said location, not as the band.) Where we remained in the dream for a week, during which we were jumping between multiple different realities and living environments.
None of these followed through in a straight line, though we were at one point in time living with her grandfather, some other old guy(who always argued about ice cream, and had a massive collection sitting around on counters, which they insisted did not need refrigeration as it was 'ice' cream) an ex of hers and someone's child.
At another point we were living with a sex starved female friend of my girlfriend that would try to get in on our sex life over and over again despite our refusal to comply.
There were other envirments I don't recall as well, and random flashes of us in the closet the dream initiated in, with other couples in it, and some lonesome female moping in the corner staring at myself and Amanda.
Due to details I don't actually recall the dream has left me rather discomfortable and my girlfriend is sound asleep. So here I am in bed by her browsing the internet and listening to mauldin of the well while finishing off my whiskey supply.
