Recently, Katherine and I were discussing whether the complexity of dream plotline indicates anything about the dreamer's overall intelligence. I argued that it doesn't. Then this morning, I woke up right smack dab in the middle of a dream in which I was at Sephora, and I found the eyeliner that, in real life, I'd been unable to track down the previous week. Just as the alarm sounded, I was staring directly at the perfect silver pencil. My immediate thought was, damn! I don't really have the eyeliner, it was just a dream! My next thought: gosh, I'm an idiot.
So today during lunch, I went to Sephora and, after a thorough-ish search, found what I'd been looking for.
If you will it, it's no fairytale.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Wish fulfillment
Posted by Phoebe Maltz Bovy at Thursday, January 12, 2006
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