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I just woke up from a dream in which I was at a convention and David Bowie, dressed as Jareth, spent the whole day with me. It was fantastic and wonderful and at the end of the day I hugged him and started crying and thanked him over and over again for making not just my day but pretty much my whole life. I don't know that I've ever felt so happy, in dream or reality, in fact.
WHY DID I WAKE UP!? D:
There needs to be a way to record dreams dammit. I'd watch this dream over and over again.
I think getting to meet Bowie in general would let me die happy. But meeting him IN the Jareth costume? I think I'd probably hyperventilate and die FROM the happy. Just....arg I'm pretty sure that's the only thing left from my childhood that I still crazy fangirl over. Which...might be a bad thing considering the age difference. >_> BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER. If I ever got cancer and an organization wanted to grant me a wish, it would be to meet Bowie as Jareth. >_>
WHY DID I WAKE UP!? D:
There needs to be a way to record dreams dammit. I'd watch this dream over and over again.
I think getting to meet Bowie in general would let me die happy. But meeting him IN the Jareth costume? I think I'd probably hyperventilate and die FROM the happy. Just....arg I'm pretty sure that's the only thing left from my childhood that I still crazy fangirl over. Which...might be a bad thing considering the age difference. >_> BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER. If I ever got cancer and an organization wanted to grant me a wish, it would be to meet Bowie as Jareth. >_>