I was dreaming that I was in a room and there was a storm outside, and the windows leaked air and shit was blowing around and the power went out.
I had a perfectly rational adult reason to remain in the room getting dressed, because I knew the storm could not hurt me in there, but I had to come up with a "baby excuse" to actually make me stay. I think my baby excuse involved
metaphorge, deeahblita (and maybe pyrogenic) wanting to see my boobs. 