/jp/ - Otaku Culture

I dreamed briefly about Oda last night. Overall it was a nightmare of twisting collapsing architecture and running from room to room trying stay alive in some kind of crumbling cityscape. But at one point I passed through Oda's bedroom and recognized her and stopped to talk to her. I had sat on her bed and was stammering some bullshit about how great it was to meet her and and was telling her how cool her shit was. Then I noticed two mens petite condoms (one unused and one empty wrapper) between her bed and the wall. I looked back at her in terror but the room was breaking apart again and I lost her escaping. I awoke a little later when a wall crushed me.

Even though everything about the dream was awful I still woke up feeling amazing and uplifted just from having been near her for a minute. Have you been visited by an angel in your dreams lately, jaypee?