I don't usually remember my dreams. I sometimes remember that I did dream, but the details are fuzzy or nonexistent. This morning was different. I woke up at 5am and fed the cats, then decided to go back to bed. (I'm fighting a cold and just couldn't stay awake.) Between then and when I did get up at 8:30, I had a very detailed and vivid dream. Even grabbed my journal and wrote it down. I'm hoping it will turn into a story or novel maybe. I won't go into all the details here, except to say that it involved Kevin Spacey.
OK, stop the smiling and winking. It wasn't that type of dream. Just like it wasn't really Kevin Spacey and it wasn't really me. We were different people. Kind of like characters in a book or movie I reckon. He looked a bit like he does in the picture above - a little less unshaven though, with a slightly thicker moustache. We were friends...yes, that's it. What a waste of a dream, right?
Anyway, I'd like to take the details of the dream and try to "run with it" as it were. I think I can get a really great story out of it. A bit more serious than I usually write, but maybe that's what I need to do. And I've always been a fan of Kevin Spacey. He can play so many different parts, and play them all convincingly as well. So, I will keep him in mind as I write. Maybe that will help.
