I have this idea for a place where people can post dreams - unusual ones, that might have resonance for someone else. I'm calling it dreamalertnetwork.com
Last night I dreamed I was in a movie theater and Lana Clarkson (the actress who died in the Phil Spector case) was on the screen. It was a trailer or clip from something - perhaps the upcoming movie with Al Pacino for HBO. I don't know. I was sitting next to a friend who is a Grammy award winning producer. The trailer kept running, and then a few rows ahead of me, Lana turned around and said hello. Only she was wearing a brunette wig. Not sure if she wanted to stay incognito, or if it was a way of saying "I'm still alive."
I knew Lana briefly, we were in a comedy class together. I just remember she was really tall, and even in the dream, as we sat together and chatted, she was taller than me. Funny, but we spent a bunch of time trying to exchange email addresses. I couldn't get a pen to write properly my email for her.
She was her usual funny self, only a brunette now, or at least wearing a brown hair wig. When I woke I figured it was her way of saying "I'm not dead, I'm alive, and the guise that I wore in that life as a blond doesn't matter. It's the inner core that counts." Nice to see you again, Lana.
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