A Dream...

So I had the craziest dream yesterday and I wrote it all down. Ignore the fact that I'm completely crazy... and that I wrote this upon waking up.

Surrounded by movie stars, Rob Lowe and Winona Rider. On a talk show. My life is great, there's an attractive young man who won't show me his face. We go to a grocery store and that woman... from Pleasantville, Joan Allen, shows me all these things that aren't real in my life. She says that the perfect world I live in is just in preparation for another world that is much more cruel. I look at the boy with no face, and realizing I love him, (and don't want to live in this outside world that they have created) refuse to believe her. She shouts that I must become "realized", that my perfect life was just one on a conveyor belt of buttons, manufactured so that I would be ready for the real world. That was my other job, inspecting buttons on a conveyor belt. I refuse to wake up, refuse to believe, and they take me on to stage two, for the non-believers. I go with my movie star friends to a place with an escalator. I get on, and as it is steeply approaching the end, I realize there is nowhere to go once you get to the top. I try to jump to the side, but all the walls close, blocking me in. Joan Allen gets right in my face and tells me that I'm not living this glamous life, and that this is not real. I refuse to believe her, and I see the boy with no face coming up the escalator. He is like me, who is lost in a faceless world that was created for him. He stops at the top of the escalator, and goes through the same thing as me, but instead sees me struggling with "realization" and refuses to "wake up". He doesn't want to leave this perfect life he leads, doing the exact same things as I do, just one minute behind. They put us together in order to hopefully get us talking to each other, so that we will convince each other to wake up and face the real world. He then decides that he loves me, he always has, it has just taken him one minute longer than me to realize that. He decides to help me escape, and he will do the same, just one minute later. Now that we have refused the paradigm and won't be introduced into THEIR world, we have super human powers within the context of their building. We can jump higher, run faster than all of them. I test it out, feeling him (real) and feeling someone else.... my hand passes through them and then stops, kind of as an afterthought. I jump into action, with him creating a diversion and me running out of the building. I jump 20 feet out before realizing I am in the real world, and none of these special powers I acquired will work. I skid along my belly for a good 10 feet before stopping, feeling real pain for the first time. I then spend time escaping the people from the buliding over and over again, until I get so tired of running that I go to my mom. She drives me to a house where they stick me back into the program, of my beautiful life and job inspecting buttons in order to reprogram me. As I sit there, being told that "this is better" by some woman, a heart made out of buttons comes rolling toward me. I look up the line and see the boy with the most beautiful face smiling at me and know it's going to be alright.

Poorly written, but then again, my dreams have never been the most coherent.