my dream: i was at the train station watching a guy move a box with a foam sofa inside it, then the sofa fell out and was sliding back and forth on the platform. The platform was super dirty and had little oily looking puddles that the foam sofa was cleaning up as it slid across. i made a joke. we all laughed (there was someone with me, but then it was only this man and me). We were somehow in some kind of beautiful multi-leveled infinity glass pool with landing spots. We could not stop staring at each other, and he said "you are so beautiful". Then we kissed.

He left. I had his number. I woke up.

After I woke up, "I really want to find a pool like that".

Anyways, good morning. I don't know what a sofa has to do with my life or anyone elses, but here's an insight into my dreaming brain.