Rock Your Body
Last night I had a dream in which Justin Timberlake invited me to a party at his house (which is apparently not far from my house), and I had to deal with the stress of trying to figure out -
a) how I was going to figure out the scheduling of going in on the train to see some art gallery thing I was already commited to, and how to get back in time so I could get to Timberlake's party at a reasonable hour
b) how to tell Britney Spears that I could not come to her party (which I guess I was invited to as well) because I was going to Justin's party instead. I was feeling pretty guilty about betraying Britney, but it seemed pretty clear to me in my dream that Justin's party was obviously going to be way better. I think the Britney party was going to be some kind of coffee & cake affair, whereas I think Justin was going to have a DJ and dancing, as well as pizza, chips, and soda.
I have a very vivid memory of the dream of talking to Timberlake on my cell phone while stressed out in Grand Central that I was going to miss the train and somehow wreck Justin's party. Justin seemed rather insistant that I should be there.
As far as stress dreams go, this one was pretty cool.
a) how I was going to figure out the scheduling of going in on the train to see some art gallery thing I was already commited to, and how to get back in time so I could get to Timberlake's party at a reasonable hour
b) how to tell Britney Spears that I could not come to her party (which I guess I was invited to as well) because I was going to Justin's party instead. I was feeling pretty guilty about betraying Britney, but it seemed pretty clear to me in my dream that Justin's party was obviously going to be way better. I think the Britney party was going to be some kind of coffee & cake affair, whereas I think Justin was going to have a DJ and dancing, as well as pizza, chips, and soda.
I have a very vivid memory of the dream of talking to Timberlake on my cell phone while stressed out in Grand Central that I was going to miss the train and somehow wreck Justin's party. Justin seemed rather insistant that I should be there.
As far as stress dreams go, this one was pretty cool.