Dreams

I was thinking earlier about dreams. I often cannot remember my dreams even minutes after I wake up, yet I know that I did have a dream. The only dreams I seem to remember are the ones that are absolutely amazing.

So I thought I'd share my most favourite dream ever which I had on 6th June this year [the day after seeing Much Ado About Nothing starring David Tennant and Catherine Tate]:

I was back in London, soon after watching Much Ado About Nothing. My mum was there with me. We were walking down this small street near the theatre when David Tennant and someone who worked at the theatre walked passed us.
My mum said ‘David!’ because I had not been able to acquire an autograph earlier on and she wanted to see if she could get one then. He replied, rather quickly, ‘I’m sorry, I can’t.’ knowing what my mum was insisting, and put his hand up near his face to try and cover it. He seemed in a hurry to somewhere. He crossed the road soon after. He began walking in the opposite direction, except on the other side of the road this time. This gave him a chance to look directly at us.
I was utterly heartbroken. I tried not to show it but I began to well up. He glanced over and saw me with tears forming in my eyes. He stopped dead in his tracks and looked down at the ground. I knew that he’d realised that he’d upset me. He started to walk over to me but changed his mind before reaching half way across the road. I was curious as to why he did this.
He continued walking in the direction he had been heading before. He quickly hopped into this little shop. My mum said to me that there was no point us standing around and requested that we leave. I looked up to her and said ‘No, mum. Just wait a few more minutes.’
And, a few minutes later, David came back out of the shop with something in his hand in a brown bag. He came directly over to me with a sneaky smirk on his face. When he reached me he gave me a massive hug and said ‘I’m sorry for earlier. I don’t know what I was thinking.’ He handed me the bag ‘Here. You can have this. You deserve it.’ as he took the Much Ado About Nothing programme out of my hand and signed it for me.

Of course there are a variety of flaws in this dream, mainly the one being I never found out what was in the brown bag. But it's still my favourite dream. Why? Because I can actually imagine David Tennant doing something like this. It's a subtle dream, but it means a lot to me.