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courtney love dream last night [thinking]

here's my courtney love dream from last night. usually my dreams start off like i'm watching a movie and then it zooms in so that i'm a part of the scene. i go from voyeur to actor. this dream is significant for doing the reverse. at first i was an actor in the dream, then i zoomed out to voyeur, like i am watching a movie. anyway, courtney and i were making out, like she was my new girlfriend, then it panned out to us being little kids around age 10 and we're getting married! first off, it couldn't have been me as one of the kids because the 2 little girls were white girls with blonde hair. it was an outdoor wedding and as we were walking down the aisle, we kept giving each other little pecks. there was no music. it's not even like the ceremony had started. in fact, i was thinking in the dream that they're going to let us kids get married? i think then was the point when i was zooming out of the dream to the role of voyeur. then the dream ended. well freud, what do you say?