I had another dream I had almost forgotten about. It was not until watching the morning news and hearing the name “Brad Pitt” did I remember this dream.
Before I begin, I feel as if I should clarify, it is unusual for me to have dreams about celebrities, I have a distaste for Hollywood the whole region and attitude seems fake. To each his own though, and what makes me frown in confusion about this dream is that while I enjoy one or two Brad Pitt movies I wouldn’t consider myself a fan of his, I am more neutral than anything.
I am in a crowded room, it feels like its a dinner of a sort. I have something in my hand, maybe a book or a movie. I also have something else in my hand, that now I cannot recall, however I know that the item that is more important is the small book, or video. I am reluctant to give it to him. I sit down two chairs from him and sitting between us is a woman. I don’t know who the woman is but she seems protective of him. At the same time he wont acknowledge me. I don’t feel as if I am trying to sell anything to him, I feel as if I am trying to return something to him. Something that I myself want to keep because I am using it.
I am forced to talk to the woman instead of him. Somehow Brad Pitt and the woman are facing a different direction from the direction I am facing. It is as if I don’t belong where I am sitting, and that is how I feel as soon as I sit down at the table.
I tell the woman that I am here to give the item back to Brad Pitt. She looks quickly at him, he gives no reaction and she tries to shush me off as if I am potentially annoying. She tells me that he doesn’t want what I have. She is telling me I can keep what I have. She seems more worried about him being bothered than anything else. I don’t leave I start talking to her, explaining what I have, straining my head trying to look at Brad Pitt and make eye contact. He will not look at me, and the woman even turns and positions her head so I cannot see him better. She says “You should be grateful he doesn’t want it.” She has given me permission to keep using the item I was worried I would have to return.
I stay silent for a while, and I am happy to keep my items, and yet I feel slighted, as if misunderstood. I get up from the table, standing over them. I know Brad Pitt is looking at me from the corner of his eye and I say, looking at him. “Celebrities.” with disgust, before walking away.
