Dream on evening of 1/3/15
I had a dream that I was working at a job in an office somewhere, and I suddenly started to lose the ability to speak. I was able to talk, but it was coming out as incoherent babble.
My coworkers were concerned, but also seemed to think this was a common and solvable solution, as they said "Oh, we know exactly what's wrong and who can fix it!" So they decided to send me over to the company that could work with me to bring my speech back.
I arrived, and walked into what looked like a giant furniture warehouse, with fake living rooms set up everywhere. Cameron Diaz was there, dressed like a sales agent in a black pantsuit, and she came over to help me. Once I wrote down what my problem was and showed it to her, she said "AH! I know what you need." She grabbed a paper towel, and put it on a record player (one of those large old school ones that look like some sort of nightstand, with an old radio and speakers built right in). She played the paper towel, and it was some sort of rag time music.
My boyfriend Saul was also there, and he started dancing. (This he would never do in real life, as he doesnt like to dance). Cameron grabbed my hands and started swinging me around... I guess this was some sort of therapy?
Dream was over at that point!
My coworkers were concerned, but also seemed to think this was a common and solvable solution, as they said "Oh, we know exactly what's wrong and who can fix it!" So they decided to send me over to the company that could work with me to bring my speech back.
I arrived, and walked into what looked like a giant furniture warehouse, with fake living rooms set up everywhere. Cameron Diaz was there, dressed like a sales agent in a black pantsuit, and she came over to help me. Once I wrote down what my problem was and showed it to her, she said "AH! I know what you need." She grabbed a paper towel, and put it on a record player (one of those large old school ones that look like some sort of nightstand, with an old radio and speakers built right in). She played the paper towel, and it was some sort of rag time music.
My boyfriend Saul was also there, and he started dancing. (This he would never do in real life, as he doesnt like to dance). Cameron grabbed my hands and started swinging me around... I guess this was some sort of therapy?
Dream was over at that point!