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Originally Posted by RickyMaveety
Last night's starred Joaquin Phoenix and Natalie Portman in a story about two spies (Arab and Israeli) who fall in love, but one betrays the other (Natalie betrays Joaquin to her compatriots in the Mossad), and he is killed. My part in the play seemed to be as a friend to them both (who didn't realize they were actually spies on opposite sides), and I was trying to help Joaquin's character understand why Natalie's might be pulling away from the relationship. Blew my mind when the Mossad showed up and started shooting.
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I've had a lot of dreams like that. Usually I don't have known actors, because I hardly know any. Lately a lot of my dreams have been featuring trains. I'm not sure why.
Usually I know when I'm dreaming (and often I ditch the ongoing plot of the dream to do some flying as soon as I notice I'm in the "other world" where I can do that), but sometimes I have dreams that feel "real" enough that when I wake up I have a hard time remembering who I am. I've had rather more than usual of those lately, which has made my mornings a mite confusing.
Assuming this is really who I am....
