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Dreams. Go Figure.

I rarely talk about my dreams here. No, wait, I actually never talk about my dreams here.

But last night I dreamed about being in some sort of polyamorous marriage with Mark Ruffalo and Tilda Swinton, and having twins with Ruffalo, a girl named Ishtar and a boy named London. Who I had to introduce to an older boy and girl who I think must have been their half siblings courtesy of Tilda.

I ... I think I'm afraid to go back to sleep.

Ruffalo was absolutely lovely, mind you.

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Apr. 16th, 2016 04:06 pm (UTC)
It's certainly a reminder that one never knows about one's sub- or unconscious.

For instance, I admire Swinton (although I wasn't happy that she signed a petition in support of Roman Polanski), but my admiration is almost entirely intellectual. Being in a relationship with her? Not a thing I'd embark on in real life. (Mark Ruffalo was a different thing entirely; he really was sweet in the dream.)

Ishtar and London, though ... I remember thinking that it was perhaps bad to name a child after one of the great movie flops, but somehow it became her name nonetheless. And London seemed to be a completely reasonable name for a boy. Dream logic is anything but.

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