You know, not all dreams are positive ones. Some of them are nightmares. Like the one I had last week about Ryan Seacrest and Julianne Hough.
This is what I remember, though I’ve been trying to forget it.
I was lounging comfortably in the spacious cabin of a private plane, staring out the window at the clouds going by. Then, someone began aggressively poking my arm. I turned in rage to face the culprit, only to find Ryan Seacrest and his blindingly pearly whites inches from my face.
“It’s your turn,” he said. My turn? I was confused.
Ryan’s smile vanished and he said, “Well you are going to keep playing, aren’t you?” He thrust a tiny pair of tweezers into my hand and retreated back to his chair. It was then that I noticed the popular board game Operation on a table in between us.
“Go,” Ryan demanded, and so I went.
The next bit is kind of blurry but I remember it kind of like a montage from a sports game in a romantic comedy. You don’t really care about the play by play but you watch every once in a while to get the gist of things and see if the hunky male lead’s team is winning.
I tried to pick up the “Butterflies in the Stomach,” but I missed it. Ryan didn’t hesitate to criticize me. “You’re totally doing it wrong,” he said. “Why are you so bad at this game?”
I began to answer when out of nowhere, Julianne Hough appeared. She was our flight attendant and she asked if we would like a beverage. I definitely could have used a nice glass of Sauvignon Blanc but Ryan didn’t even let me order before he flipped the table and yelled, “GET OUT BOTH OF YOU! I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!”
Julianne and I looked at each other. Where were we supposed to go? We were 25,000 feet in the air. We couldn’t just get out. Then Ryan opened up the cabin door and pointed to the clouds.
“Out. Now,” Ryan demanded. And so Julianne and I just jumped out of the plane. As we fell through the sky, I woke up. THANK. GOODNESS. But now I just want to know why Ryan Seacrest got so easily agitated in my dream.
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