Saturday, September 29, 2007
Last night I dreamed I was on a train filled with people who were endlessly chatting, not one of them noticing the train was going much too fast. I dreamed I was taking care of a baby who was crawling toward a busy New York street, and no matter how I tried to call for help, my voice wouldn't come. I dreamed I was driving my car and my passenger was a handsome photographer I know. He didn't say it, but I could see that my driving made him uncomfortable. When I suggested he get behind the wheel, he agreed, but he jumped out of the car before it came to a complete stop. I dreamed I had a date with Robin Williams and he kept trying to tell me something, but because his lips moved so quickly, I couldn't understand him. He repeatedly tried to convey his message, but all I could do was laugh.