My Weird Dream, part 1

A few days ago: my mom, dad and I were supposed to have a dentist appointment, but I was trying to help Thomas Barrow from Downton Abbey find a bottle of white wine for an upcoming event (if you haven’t seen Downton Abbey, Thomas Barrow is one of the characters in the show who works on the staff at the estate. He is played by an actor named Robert James-Collier.) I said I would help Thomas, and we went up different floors to find the wine. I hadn’t told my dad I was helping Thomas Barrow find the wine. Finally, Thomas found a bottle of wine after we searched for it for a long time.

“Thank goodness,” I said. “Wait, where did you find the wine?”

“The wine cellar is on floor 2 in room 1,” he said.

“Thank you! Can we stay in touch?”

“Sure!”

I wrote my name down on a napkin, but it was barely legible, so I wrote it down with a pen. After thinking about the dream, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to stay in touch with Thomas Barrow or with the actor who played him. I think in the dream, I wanted to stay in touch with Thomas Barrow.

Then my mom, dad and I got to the dentist’s office, and we were waiting for the dentist to arrive, but I had time to kill, and I promised a friend I would come to they’s baby shower (I use the pronouns they because the friend in my dream uses “they/ them” pronouns.) When I arrived, the baby shower was a small gathering with three or so of they’s friends, and they were far along in their pregnancy. Their friends were touching their belly because the fetus was kicking a lot, and so I got super excited.

“Ooh, can I feel it kicking, too?!?” I squealed.

“Yeah!” the friend said, letting me touch they’s belly. I placed a hand on they’s belly, and the fetus was kicking like crazy, and I went, “Oh my gosh, that is so cool.” The shower was in an empty art classroom, and my dad was parked outside. I told the friend I had to leave because I had a dentist appointment, and they understood, so I hugged they and left.

Then I was in a college dorm with some friends, and the actor Elliot Page was in the dorm. I wanted to stay in touch with him, so we exchanged numbers.

“I really love your memoir, Pageboy!” I gushed.

“Thank you,” Elliot said, giving me a bashful look.

“Stay in touch!” we told each other, and we said our good-byes.

Then in my dorm room, I found these two creepy-looking Chucky dolls (I haven’t seen the movies, and I don’t plan too because as a kid I often got scared every time I encountered a Chucky poster at Blockbuster or at the movie theater. They still scare the living shit out of me. I was at the library, and I saw some DVD copies of the recent Child’s Play remake, and it gave me the shivers because it looked really creepy. No offense to any fans of Child’s Play out there.) I really didn’t want to keep them, so I asked my parents if I could give them away.

“No! You have to sell them on eBay so you can make some money.” (*in real life, I told my parents about the dream, and they told me they would have never made me even go near Chucky and told me that they don’t even like that Chucky stuff because it’s scary.)

“I know a girl who would want them, though.”

I had gone up to the next floor because there was a bleach blonde girl who was really into horror movies and heavy metal and alternative music, and I know she would have loved the Chucky dolls. But my parents told me I needed to make money from selling the dolls, so I kept them in my closet and turned them face-down so that I wouldn’t have to look at them. Then there was apparently a fire in one of the dorms, and so my mom had me check on one of my dorm neighbors to see if she was okay. She was an older woman, and when I asked her if she was ok, she said she was fine. My parents also told me they were going to get vegan ice cream from this ice cream store called Van Leeuwen, but because I was too busy, they went without me. I was pretty sad and felt bad for being too busy. (Side note: if you haven’t tried Van Leeuwen’s vegan ice cream, it is PURE DELICIOUSNESS.)