As we enter month 567 of the pandemic, many of us are noticing… some weird stuff. Well, maybe not weird; maybe a set of totally normal reactions to a very abnormal situation — whether you’re having surprising food cravings, developing new coping hobbies you could never have imagined you’d care about, or are just spending hours a day recreating the gardens of Versailles in Animal Crossing, our brains are all over the place. One thing it’s impacting is our dreams — we’re having a whole new range of anxiety dreams, or dreaming of wild animals from inside quasi-confinement. I’m pretty sure we’re also having some weird sex dreams! Here at autostraddle dot com, we’d love to hear about them in a respectful manner, for journalism. Here’s how this project will work:
You can use the form below to tell us about your pandemic sex dream(s) in as much or as little detail as you wish — it can be two paragraphs or it can be “margaret thatcher :(“. It will be completely anonymous; this form doesn’t record any info about you at all. You can use it as many times as you want, entering multiple dreams at a time or coming back a few days later when you have a new dream. Much as with lesbian sex itself, we will let you decide what qualifies as a sex dream. Dreams must be your own; you cannot submit someone else’s that was related to you, even if it’s a really good one. We’ll collect responses for a week — so, until Monday May 18th — although we might leave the form open if you wanna like, use it as a diary. Selected responses will be published on Autostraddle as an A+ post; we reserve the right to not necessarily publish all of them. It’s a great time to join if you aren’t a member, so you can be nosy and help ensure the survival of independent queer media at the same time!
Look, I didn’t read the anonymous bit till the end and put my full name in it, but it’s not that sexy and if you want you can still use the thing
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Wow, I love this idea! My dreams have been even weirder and more vivid than usual, which is saying something. Can’t wait to see anyone else’s subconscious is ALSO going through a Rolodex of their exes just to like, try and deal with any unfinished business.
I had a dream recently that I was trying to hide from my ex on a public bus, but we were the only people on it because everybody else was in quarantine. It was topical, but decidedly not sexy. Over the course of dream narrative, I hid in increasingly ineffective places, while my ex cycled through every ALH they had while we were together.