Last night:
I think I was acting in a movie, and that this didn't really happen. So to speak. The film was about a man, Will Smith, doing everything in his power to save his wife and son from unknown evil and it's henchmen who had apparently kidnapped them. Which included him shooting a lot of people. In the final scene, we are fleeing in a speedboat (Will, wife, son, wife's father and me. I have no idea why my character is there.) Will dramatically turns to the father-in-law, and shoots him point blank and shoves his body out of the boat. I think Will blamed him for what happened to his wife and son. At that point, the wife and I realize Will is insane and do everything to avoid making him any angrier, including looking like we are trying to humor him because that just makes them even more angry.
Saturday Night:
Something was going on at my dorm. There were lots of people dressed in blue and red. One girl named Susie, who lives down the hall from me, was going crazy. A female person who seemed to be some sort of friend of mine (I believe it was Julia) was missing and/or in danger with her boyfriend. His brother and I (both of whom were pretty hot) were working together to find and/or save them. I believe we were successful.
Friday Night:
I dreamt that I was invited over to this girl from church's house for a sleepover. Normally I would not, but I was trying to be social. We had lots of awkward conversations, particularly about sleeping arrangements. And watched her many brothers run around and get into trouble. At one point she showed me some jewelry and it got stuck on my glasses and when I went to clean them, I ended up rubbing the metal into the lens and ruining them which upset me.
Sarah Jessica Parker - Vogue Editorial
7 years ago
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