Sneaky JGL, very sneaky.
This week’s dream I find fascinating more because of the strange settings than because of the celebrity appearance. However, this particular male lead is obviously always welcome in my dreams.
I found myself in a strange escalator filled, marble floored lobby of sorts– like the “guts” of a mall, so to speak, but instead of being a long mall hallway lined by shops as far as the eye can see, this mall went straight up. There were floors upon floors of shops encircling this small area I will henceforth refer to as the ‘tube lobby.’
Like this but even more floors. A skyscraper mall! (Image via flickriver.com)
Anyway, there were all these girls milling about around me and I could tell it was definitely a fangirl situation from the snippets of conversations I could hear.
“It’s the guy from Batman!”
“Remember that summer movie he was in?”
“He’s here! In there! Signing books!”
I also heard Inception thrown around. In reality I could have probably deduced whom it was they were talking about but in my dream I was pretty clueless.
Always the curious cat in both dreams and reality, I made my way over to where the fangirls were lining up outside of a store to try to figure out this mystery. The store itself was a big Target meets Best Buy meets Barnes & Noble monstrosity that appeared to take up multiple floors. I walked up to a group of fangirls and asked, “Who are you here to see?” but no one answered me or even looked in my direction. So I went up to another group of girls, “Excuse me! What’s going on?” and the same thing happened– no answer.
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All those people and not one could see me! What a horrible feeling!
Still curious and determined, I decided to go ahead and just get in line myself to figure out who this mystery man could be. However, when it was finally my turn to enter the store, I found I couldn’t. The threshold from where I stood in the tube lobby to where the fangirls were crowded around this person signing books inside the store was blocked by a pane of glass and there was no getting around it.
Next thing I know, I’m walking through a swamp neighborhood, sad and dejected. I don’t really know how I jumped from tube lobby to swamp neighborhood but it happened and apparently I also lived in said swamp neighborhood. I went up the steps of my swamp house, entered the front door into the living room and immediately took a seat on the sofa next to my roommate. I asked, “How was your day?” and he said, “It was great. I had a book signing and hundreds of girls showed up.”
I turn in awe to find my roommate, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, accomplished actor and apparently also accomplished author on the sofa next to me.
Sneaky JGL, very sneaky.
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I love your dream. Most of JGL’s fans always have dreams about him and it’s really nice to see that I’m not the only one who has odd dreams involved with this amazing guy.
I had a dream about JGL last week, too! I dreamt he and I were making out on a log ride at my old high school. I looked at my sister and said “He’s the new Ryan Gosling”. WTF?
What an interesting dream you had! I’m only a teen yet I find that I haven’t dreamed in a long while. Don’t know why, but I’d like to have some lind of dream like yours:)
Natalie Portman has consistently appeared as a taxi driver in my dreams. she isn’t a very considerate driver, at all. and she never remembers me. i’m like “come on Natalie, it’s me. you know the guy who just wanted to go to work because he was late and instead we ended up at the top of a water fall.” ……. “no, sorry i get a lot of fares.” yeh sure Natalie, and they all end up in precarious places that allow my imagination to turn your cab into a speedboat or a rocket. sure.
I had the weirdest dream the other night: I went to sleep bloated, so of course I was pregnant in my dream. Anyway, I went to the hospital because I was certain I was in labour, but there was a war going on in the middle of the hospital like it was in police tape and the war was only confined to the police taped area and people were standing around watching it and laughing and whatnot so I was trying to squish between the wall and the ‘war-tape’ so I could get to the nurse and tell her I was in labor (she was wearing an old-timey nurse uniform, btw), but they sent me to their hotel because they couldn’t do anything while there was a war in the middle of the maternity ward. In the lobby of the hotel I met a boy who looked like Patrick Dempsy and we went to the elevator so we could go to our rooms. Naturally we fell in love and then the elevator started acting all weird, so I fell asleep on his lap and then I woke up.
I have the best dreams.
That is an excellent dream! I recently had a dream Tom Brady and I were naked in a hot tub. There was more to the dream but, ya know, I don’t remember it.
I had a dream last week about JGL too! We were at a pool party and were talking in the pool, and I was totally playing it like “Oh whatever, I’m not going to fawn over you.” But secretly freaking out. So he was super sweet and funny and cute of course and wanted to be my friend. Then my husband came into the pool and JGL was like visibly sad to see that I was married but once he became friends with my husband he said “I really respect you and I hope we can hang out sometime.” So kind.
Odd hobby of mine is to interpret dreams… So lemme give some insight. If it makes sense, rad. If not… no big. It just peeked in my interest. Anyhow, Often in a dream markets and malls indicate you’re searching for new ways to see and do things. Something for everyone at a mall; a “shop” can be your subconscious a bringing new awareness to aspects of self. The shop you were heading to had a celebrity signing, which could be interpreted as your needing to feel more individual and or creative. See, a celebrity in a dream often represents a teacher of sorts…and signing promotes individuality.
(Quick note: Escalators are often looked at in dreams as a means of fast travel and indicate if you’re heading in the best direction. Up is positive, down is… well, I’m sure ya get the idea.)
Now, the fan girls and other outside people who are in the dream would be looked at as parts of yourself, and the only defining quality they had was the fact that they were mobbing Joseph (*drool* I would too.) but for dream analysis, Joseph represents teaching yourself to be an individual. BUT, you cant get to him, because of glass. However, aspects of yourself are swarming him. To me, that says that you may have this outer display of being an individual… but there’s still this part of you that doubts how unique and awesome you are.
Swamps and Marshes often reflect feeling weighed down by responsibility. Ya need to find clarity! This whole scene completely can be summed up as such: The home represents the self and living rooms reflect you interaction with other people, and your interaction in this room is with your yummy celebrity “teacher of individuality.” To mean this says you’re feeling pressure from your job or responsibilities to be more creative.
My advice: you need to have a day to pamper yourself and understand/realize the brilliance that is you!
Anyways hope you enjoyed my sometimes crazy hobby.
Enjoy!
I had a dream this week with Joe in it too….Though were were hanging out/living in an old converted old navy store. It was a pretty awesome dream. I actually JUST got a text from a friend that she had a dream about him last night. The dream was that he proposed to me. So I am thinking it was less of a dream an more of a premonition. haha.
First of all…I’m quite jealous of your dream. Second, the best dream I had recently involved Henry Cavill wanting me to never leave him, but also telling me we could never get married. I took this as him simply being afraid of his feelings for me:)
Best dream of the DAY!
Thanks for sharing the dream, pretty detailed by the way and that’s not veru usual in most humans, ever heard of someone dreaming of him/herself half-naked sitting in the front row of a movie theater? there ya go.
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In my dream Mr. Feeny from Boy Meets World was one of my professors. I think your dream beats mine.
i was walking through a tiny french village and stopped at a shawarma place. inside the restaurant was nina persson, singer of The Cardigans, and brushed her teeth with ketchup.
i liked that dream, even it was weird
oh and george w. bush was lost in my german hometown, so he was crying and whining like a little baby, that someone please pick him up. everybody made fun of him and it was just hilarious
A few nights ago, I was at the US Open watching Roger Federer. He fell in pain and no one was paying him any attention. So I jumped on the court to check him. Then my ex friend came up too. We were still friends in the dream. We helped him up and helped him to the locker room
The locker room was more like a frat house, with a ton of in shape hot tennis players. TV’s, games, old couches, etc. So Roger and I were getting cuddly, and my ex friend decided to butt in and get him away from me. I was ok with it for a bit, read bloomburg businessweek for a while. Went back and she was in his lap. Then it got negative for a while, we’ll skip that part. By the end of it, Roger apologized, gave me the sweetest hug, and a kiss on the forehead. aww…i love those! Then we went outside and boarded his plane, he was taking me to Spain! (funny he was taking me where my real life awake tennis love is from) The End.
Emily Blunt quizzed me on all her movies to decipher whether I was a “legitimate fan” (which I swore to be) two nights ago. Unfortunately I included Cherrybomb (which I connected to her through Wild Target – both of which have Rupert Grint). I did not pass the legitimacy test, and she was not at all impressed with my reference to The Devil Wears Prada. Oh well. There goes that life-long friendship.
Funny, I had a dream last night that Jon Hamm was at my house. Everyone was trying to sleep (in the middle of the day) because we were going to some big event and we needed to rest up. He came up to me and said “Is there anywhere I can sleep that is dark?” I said sure, my bedroom is completely dark, and showed him where to go. Then I woke up. Jon Hamm in my bed and I’m not even there. Darn.
I crawled up a hamster tube into a bedroom where my ex-husband was sleeping, and turned around to leave, only to find my boyfriend in the tube behind me, ready to go to bed. Awkward.
interesting dream