When we finally break the kiss after getting to the point where we were nearly disrobing each other and suddenly realizing we're in open public, I say something else nice about the moment and she says something about how it was like I could read her mind because a couple times I'd said exactly what she was thinking.
Suddenly my vision of the dream is superimposed transparent page of text pver the actual reality. I tell her, "of course I can read your mind NOW, because right now is after the fact and I'm reading your LiveJournal entry about these events and you wrote what you were thinking". Suddenly the comfortable bliss of the moment grinds to a complete halt as everyone in the area turns and looks at me like I'm completely insane and a little bit scary. I've violated the linearity of time. I try to explain that it isn't a violation of the linearity of time because this scene is only happening in my mind's eye later that day while I am reading the LiveJournal. And then I start to think I've gone completely insane because why would my remembrance of the day have that sort of psychic insight that could only be gleaned from reading the LiveJournal account and this sort of meta-dialog justifying the situation. Those things didn't happen the "first" time. But if they didn't happen, then why did she write that I understood her thoughts so well? Temporal loop. Oops. Core Dump. Wake up.