dream fragment

[rone]

I'm walking down the street with Kim, a bunch of people i didn't recognize, and Peter Gammons, who is smoking a joint, which smells REALLY good. I keep meaning to ask him for a toke, but don't seem to feel comfortable with it, so instead i just shake his hand. He has a nice, firm handshake.

This is only the second dream where i can remember a strong smell; the first was a regular dream that was basically just fucking, but it was great sex, and i could SMELL her, and it was just great. Of course, this was during my sexless exile in Miami.

I wish i had dreams with smells in them more often.