I just woke up from a nap with my darling daughter and dreamt about my dad. He came into the apartment where we lived in laval, looking like he used to, strong, shaved head and busy. He handed me a newspaper article and there was a picture of dad in between John Travolta and Ellen! He said "Now you'll believe me." Mémère was there telling me which page to turn as the picture was in the table of contents of the newspaper. I looked to the wall near me and there was two pictures stuck in between the picture frame and the glass. Ones I had never seen before in real life but that look so familiar in my dream. Mom and dad are dressed as cowboys. The first picture on the right has mom looking down at something or at dad and her face hides dad's face; in the second they are smiling right at the camera. Then I am standing with my dad and to his left is Simon Cowell with a huge smile. During this dream I am trying to understand how my dad met Ellen and John Travolta (why do we say Ellen and not just John?). So I asked him questions. I can't remember the order as the dream is fading but the gist is I thought he was in a movie and then figured out that they went to a movie premier and got dressed up. I don't know how he met John Travolta and Ellen though. The actors of the film were coming out of the back of the room dressed in their movie costumes. It was like a sci-fi/cowboy flick.....like maybe a Spaceballs kind of movie (can't remember the director so funny). The crowd booed the bad guys and shot the aliens with their lasers aliens. Through the whole dream I kept leaning on dad in a half hug and then I would be fifteen feet away from him. There was no one between us but I never understood how I got so far from him each time then zwoopp like I was on a conveyor belt a I would wind up back next to him, then the belt would send me away.
Weird. I think I know what I did. As I can seem to figure out the name of the director I mixed up Spaceballs and shit, I forgot the cowboy movie he made......grrr.
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