I had an interesting dream.  In it, my husband and I were changing around our home to move in our polyam partners (which we don't actually have yet--hubs and I are polyam, but due to the political chaos in our country, we're not looking for other relationships right now).   The dream was never sexual, just a lot of moving and expanding of our home, but I could feel all of the physical touches--like hugging or just brushing up against someone while moving furniture and boxes.  As if my husband was hugging me--but at the time of this dream, he'd already left for work.   Then at the end, it got a little apocalyptic with more survivors joining and building tents and shelters connected to our home.  It rained and none of us had rain flys--no one freaked out, we all had other chores to make this situation more of a safe home for everyone.  We'd deal with the rain later. The area changed, as all of us strangers came together to fortify walls for protecti...