I’ve been having really vivid dreams recently. A few nights ago it was about Tom Cruise, then there was a dream about my dad taking my sister away from me and saying I was never allowed to see her again, which left me really upset when I woke up.
Last night, I dreamt I had a nose job. I remember looking in the mirror at my new nose, which was only slightly smaller at the tip, and thinking it looked like shit. It had those weird plastic looking dimples that you get on really shitty rhinoplasties, like Michael Jackson or Farrah Fawcett. I remember feeling really, really disappointed and wishing I had my old nose back. Then I woke up with my nicely born-with and slightly bulbous-tipped nose. Yey!
Seemingly it’s the week for nose-related dreams. I dreamed that my nose was gone for some reason, and I was running around with this big gaping hole in my face. Much bigger than it would actually be if one had no nose… then I got a replacement nose, but the nurse told me that it was most delicate and I would have to be careful… instantly people started banging into me…
I guess defacement is one prime subconcious fear we carry around with us since out faces make up for so much of our perception amongst others.
Why do I want to listen to Freezepop now?
Bulbous nose!?! …nah!
god. you’re such a PHONY. you said you weren’t going to mention tom cruise OR michael jackson. are you just trying to fuck with us?!