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Julie Andrews Dream
I had the craziest dream about Julie Andrews. Why? I have NO idea.
I was at the beach and we ran into each other but she was a lot younger. Like younger than she was in “The Sound of Music”. We got along really great and were talking about stuff. I think I said I would find her later so we could hangout. I’m not sure if the time was the present or like 40 years ago, but anyway, I forgot to hang out with her and by that point so much time had gone by. Years.
So I decided I would find her and someone told me her house was right by a police station (and I was in Bloomfield). So I walked down to the center of town and couldn’t find the police station. Then I thought I saw it and started walking towards it and all of a sudden I was in Trenton in some sort of mall. I ended up asking someone for help and they led me to this door. It was a white door that kind of looked like my basement door in my house. It was completely out of place. The person told me that it led to the secret garden and then it led to her house.
So I opened this door and went up this cluttered stairway until I found myself outside in a garden. I followed a path and some woman saw me (I think she must’ve been Julie Andrew’s daughter or something) and I think she knew who I was and invited me to have dinner with her and her family. Julie Andrews was present except she was her present age and was so speechless that I had come to find her. We never really talked but she did acknowledge that I was there.
There actually might have been another person with me - a guy maybe. But I don’t remember who.
So we were all sitting down at the dinner table outside and I don’t know if we were saying grace or someone was just saying a few words, but they were talking about Julie and I started BAWLING. Like trying so hard to hold back my tears, hiccuping, the whole nine yards. And now that I think about it, I don’t even know why I did.
But they let me stay in their house and I remember getting up from the bed and having had an accident in the bed. Like, WHAT?!
This dream is definitely one of the most bizarre dreams I’ve had by far. I don’t even know what got me to dream any of this.
I refuse to talk to you until you remove that SPF from your face