Dreaming of Palins
The other night, I had a dream in which I was visiting the US, where I met Sarah Palin. She brought her daughter into the room where we were conversing - her daughter was called Britney Spears and looked exactly like Hayden Panettiere - and asked me if I couldn’t hang out with her for the day. After all she led such a stressful extraordinary life and it would be nice for her to spend some time with a young woman her own age. An extraordinarily ordinary day.
Indeed, Bristol-aka-Hayden-aka-Britney agreed, and besides, she would really like to go shoe shopping. I looked down on my own shoes, used up and worn but still comfortable, stating (somewhat self-consciously) that while I do desperately need new shoes, I kind of don’t have any money, and besides shopping isn’t really my thing. (Seriously, I need my mother there.) They laughed kindly at me and said that money wouldn’t be an issue.
I woke up before anything else happened. I don’t know whether I should be happy I woke up before the dream had time to turn even weirder, or sad that I woke up in time to actually remember it. And although I don’t believe dreams really mean anything most of the time, it would be fun to see what those who make a living interpreting dreams would make of this.
Wow! I´m surprised that your brain didn´t melt in shock! Good thing that you woke up in time
Comment by Jose Diaz-Marin — Sunday, September 27, 2009 @ 05:46
Your dreams are so much more interesting than my own.
Comment by efrique — Sunday, September 27, 2009 @ 08:31
Shoe-shopping with Sarah Palin… Bad trip, man, bad trip.
Comment by Martin R — Sunday, October 11, 2009 @ 00:24