Now on to the story...
Two nights ago, I dreamt I was being chased by zombies. Luckily zombies are super slow in more than half the films documenting their existence, so I actually wasn't aware I was being pursued... until I decided to hang out in a dark, Tim Burton-esque meadow. Smart.
Tip for zombie interactions: don't acknowledge them, it only encourages their behavior. Just keep pretending they don't exist.
So I saw a zombie coming up to me. Did I run? Shoot her in the head? Scream for a hero to help me?
No. All my zombie escape training went out the window.
I gave her a makeover.
In dreams, it's amazing how much you can carry without even knowing it. I gave this girl a whole new look -- everything from a blow-out to new makeup.
(The blow-out actually turned her hair pink and then it melted -- I'm not sure we're calling that a success.)
BUT.
She wasn't a zombie anymore!
What does this dream mean? It means that beauty is transformative. That unexpected love can heal what nothing else can help.
Way to go, subconscious!
Now, if I can only figure out why the makeover turned her from zombie into a talking coffee mug...
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Did you mix red and white wine before you went to bed that night?
I did last night and then dreamt I was being chased by these forms in bags. I couldn't hit them, but if I grabbed their faces, I could squeeze and pop them like a bag of potato chips.
Then, I went up to the mezzanine level to watch the rest of the show.
I think it was very inventive of you to give the zombie a makeover. I also appreciated the photo from Shaun of the Dead.
Your brain entertains me greatly.
Hey, just started following, really cool blog!!!
I never noticed but the man standing next to Shawn looks like an older Harry Potter...
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