A new recurring dream

I suddenly become aware that I am urinating onto the carpet at the base of a support pillar in the middle of the office. At first it soaks into  the carpet but soon there is a puddle. The splashing noise becomes more conspicuous.  As I return to my desk, fastening my fly as I go, I am acutely aware of disapproving, disbelieving stares. A  female co-worker  catches my furtive glance around the room. It is a different woman every time, but there is always horror in her eyes.

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