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There should be a word for the two-wave embarrassment you get when you see someone who appeared in your dreams last night, and blush at the memory, and then you realise that it was only a dream and hence if they noticed the blush they would have absolutely no idea what occasioned it, and then you get even more embarrassed.

I should say that the dream really wasn't anything much to get embarrassed about, honestly. I dreamed that I was on the coach back from some kind of conference with the gentleman in question, and as he handed me a book or something our fingers brushed together and then sort of stayed touching, and he smiled at me, and then he moved his coat from inbetween us on the seat and put it on the other side of me in such a way that it left his arm wrapped round me, and he was so warm, and I rested my head on his shoulder and dozed off to sleep. ... It felt like a surprisingly real and specific detail to have dreamed so maybe it's a memory from something else, somewhere else, someone else, another life. Though I think to be honest it is a sign of how tired I am at the moment that I am dreaming about going to sleep.
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