Largely Forgotten Now

Last night I had another celebrity dream. This time it involved Cillian Murphy, who has made a couple movies in the recent past, most notably playing the bad guy in “Batman Begins”.

In the dream, Cillian (not his name in the dream – he was actually a character, not himself) was the son of an older friend of mine (I wasn’t playing me – I was a character too). He was an actor and was “researching” a role he was hoping to get; a playb0y kind of role. He and I ended up having an affair (the dream glossed over this part). His mother found out and promptly had a stroke (no kidding – she really did). I approached Cillian at the hospital and he in turn blamed me for his mother having a stroke. Fighting ensued, and I stormed out of the hospital, determined never to see him OR his mother again.

Cut to: A couple years later, I see on the news that Cillian, while researching the role of an eye surgeon, actually performed a REAL operation and saved someone’s sight. He was being applauded and criticized by the press for his herioc/stupid actions. Somehow I ended up at his mother’s house, only to find that his mother was severely affected by the stroke and not the same woman she had been. She was also pretty much alone since her son had become a famous superstar in the playb-y movie. She forgave me for having an affair with her son, and despite her limited speech she told me that just before her stroke she had been arguing with her son about the affair, and issued an ultimatum to her son that continuing the affair would kill her. Then she had the stroke and he feared she really WOULD die, thus giving me the old heave-ho at the hospital.

At this point in the dream, I woke up. I woke up and fell asleep several times for the next hour, and different scenarios kept coming up as a continuation of the dream.

Sadly, I didn’t write them down this morning, so I’ve forgotten all of those scenarios. It’s sad too, because all of them would have worked well within one storyline, and I could have written a nice little movie out of it. No kidding. that’s the first thing I thought when I woke up. “I need to write this all down because it would made a great chick flick.”

Oh well.