When my mind decides that Boardwalk Empire is reality.
Had another strange dream last night. Again, it had the weird marriage theme.
Boardwalk Empire, the show, was reality, in which Nucky's wife Margaret was dead, and Nucky and I were friends.
He was torn up over all the stress caused by Rosetti, the loss of Billie Kent, and the loss of Margaret. He was lonely, and he had taken an interest of sorts in me.
He liked my honesty, my charm, my, quirkiness, and my artistic and romantic sensibilities. Now, even though I am not remotely attracted to Steve Buschemi, or his character when I watch the show - in the dream, I felt an emotional connection with Nucky.
I was drawn to him, in some way.
He saw something in me that he found comforting and healing, and he wanted me around all the time, making it apparent that he wanted a romantic relationship with me.
I made it clear that I didn't want to be some fling or some dumb young woman love affair. He understood that. So he asked if I would consider the possibility of marrying him.
Now, I wasn't sure if he knew that Margaret had been pregnant with Owen's baby.
"You know that Margaret was pregnant with Owen's baby, right?"
He just sighed and rubbed his eyes. He might've already known, or he might not have. It wasn't that clear to me.
"That's all in the past," he said.
"Look, you were unfaithful to Margaret and she was unfaithful to you. All I'm saying is, if you're going to have mistresses on the side, then I am entitled to having my own lovers on the side as well, understood? Though I would much prefer if we were faithful to each other."
He nodded in agreement, and said some sort of smooth talking thing that Nucky would say to make a woman feel special. But I took it with a grain of salt.
Then I woke up.
Boardwalk Empire, the show, was reality, in which Nucky's wife Margaret was dead, and Nucky and I were friends.
He was torn up over all the stress caused by Rosetti, the loss of Billie Kent, and the loss of Margaret. He was lonely, and he had taken an interest of sorts in me.
He liked my honesty, my charm, my, quirkiness, and my artistic and romantic sensibilities. Now, even though I am not remotely attracted to Steve Buschemi, or his character when I watch the show - in the dream, I felt an emotional connection with Nucky.
I was drawn to him, in some way.
He saw something in me that he found comforting and healing, and he wanted me around all the time, making it apparent that he wanted a romantic relationship with me.
I made it clear that I didn't want to be some fling or some dumb young woman love affair. He understood that. So he asked if I would consider the possibility of marrying him.
Now, I wasn't sure if he knew that Margaret had been pregnant with Owen's baby.
"You know that Margaret was pregnant with Owen's baby, right?"
He just sighed and rubbed his eyes. He might've already known, or he might not have. It wasn't that clear to me.
"That's all in the past," he said.
"Look, you were unfaithful to Margaret and she was unfaithful to you. All I'm saying is, if you're going to have mistresses on the side, then I am entitled to having my own lovers on the side as well, understood? Though I would much prefer if we were faithful to each other."
He nodded in agreement, and said some sort of smooth talking thing that Nucky would say to make a woman feel special. But I took it with a grain of salt.
Then I woke up.