^ mate, i honestly dont want to insult you, but you're bonkers. That dream is just...wrong.![]()
That dream doesn't even begin to express the very real and utterly brilliant madness that is my unconscious mind!
And...I've just remembered a couple others. Let me preface by saying that I don't actually dream of celebrities often, it's just that I have very vivid, very detailed dreams and remember them at least 95% of the time. Anyway, a few more:
The first was a dream I had at least 10 years ago, but remains very vivid. I was an anthropomorphized frog, in a clan of village-dwelling frogs in a tiny hamlet in the woods. Animals were mysteriously going missing throughout the forest, and before he died, our clan leader, Sting (yes, that Sting) gave me his sword and elected me leader of a quest to find all the missing animals. The dream continues, a complete story, but that was the only part that featured a celebrity.
I dreamed I was a little girl in a world where all people's unconscious thoughts melded to form a game playing field, in which every person was a player while they slept. Alan Rickman was my nemesis.
I dreamed I was in the Audience of the Late Late Show. Craig Ferguson took of his shirt and had "BLOWJOB" tattooed vertically down his chest. Not sure what that one meant.