honeymonster | (no subject)

I dreamed about Bill. We were lying in bed together kissing and he pushed me away because my breath was so bad. So I got up and brushed my teeth and rinsed out my mouth, but when I got back I realized I needed a shower. I suggested we take one together, but he said he was too tired and we should forget the whole thing.

A depressing dream. I know that part of it is from the conversation he and I had a while back where he said he and a friend wondered what people did about morning breath before toothbrushes were invented. The rest is my damned insecurity.