Brad Pitt and I were sitting in lawn chairs at some sort of fancy social event and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other even though we knew the press could catch us at any given time. The air sizzled with a sense of the forbidden and my hand would snake across his thigh and stroke it and vice versa, or he’d brush up against my arm while staring off in the distance. It was delicious and it was wrong considering he was still married to Angelina. But I wanted to be caught, I wanted the press to see, I wanted Angeina to know. Brad finally turned to me and cupped my face in his hands. Gazing intently into my eyes, he was about to mouth “I love you” when I heard my mother’s voice cackling in the background.
She was talking smack about my brother and me and telling the world how she raised two loser children. Angry, I ran over and began challenging everything that came out of her mouth. Everything I ever felt or thought about her came rolling out like a sudden storm burst and all hell broke loose as I flung accusations in her direction. She called me a liar so I took off again, running through the grass and I never saw Brad again.
On a sidenote, every time I dream of Brad, which is often, I wake up feeling cleansed of spirit from the purity of love I feel when I’m with him. But I also feel sad.
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I may, of course, be wrong about this since I don’t even know you at all esp. your personal life. Nonetheless, the dream you wrote means that you desperately want someone to be with –sexually AND romantically. Doesn’t matter whether it’s someone you know best or even met once by chance, still, the bottom line is you need to be touched inside out.
Hope soon you’ll find one.
Regards,
baba