I Dream Of... HUGH JACKMAN?!?!?!?!?!

Last night, I dreamed of Hugh Jackman again. In this dream, we were all sitting near each other on a plane in the business seats. It was me and mom, and him, his wife, and his two children. Hugh was the row behind us, and he has Oscar on his right and Ava on his left, and beyond that, no one else. The plane was pretty empty. Mom and I were the row in front of him, and I was sitting in front of Oscar. Hugh’s wife, Deborra-Lee Furness, was sitting directly to my left, and in front of him. We started chatting, and she was nice, but very detached.

Later during the flight, my bra got trashed because it was too small, and had ripped by getting caught on the back of the seat over the top of the tank top I was wearing. Deborra-Lee told Hugh to give me his jacket, and he tossed a nice, warm, sweet-smelling leather jacket over me. I then used the jacket to cover myself, turned my head over the seat, and thanked him.

With that little conversation started, we spent the rest of the plane ride talking, except when I went to the bathroom to put a bra top on (that had been stowed away in my carry-on luggage). When I got back from that little chore, Oscar had decided that he wanted to hang with his mom, and Ava was asleep beside Hugh. Hugh then whispered to me that I should sit next to him so that we didn’t have to talk so loudly and wake Ava up.

I, of course, very happily sat down next to him, and we continued to talk. At one point, he told me that he admired my work. He also told me that my last two novels were very well written, and that he hoped that they would be turned into films soon. He even offered to set me up with a meeting with some potential directors, and the companies behind them, so long as he was able to be a producer/actor in the film versions.

Of course, I accepted happily, and told him that some of the characters had pieces of him in them, and that I wanted him to play the main character, if the films were ever made.

Hugh looked at me and laughed. “Those books are considered two of the greatest American novels ever! I’m sure if you checked your phone, then you’d have tons of missed calls!”

At that point, the flight had ended, so I thought that the conversation was over, but it turned out that all of us had to switch planes to get where we were going. (I still have no clue what our destination was supposed to be.)

On this other plane, my mother and I were in busincess class again, but the Jackman family occupied the 1st class seats. Since they were the only ones in first class, they told the stewardesses that they wanted me and mom to go sit with them.

The flight staff agreed, and this time, the rows were:

empty seats (Open Aisle) empty seats
Hugh Me (Open Aisle) Oscar Deborra-Lee
empty seats (Open Aisle) Mom Ava
empty seats (Open Aisle) empty seats

We all continued chatting until we reached our destination, and then I woke up.

This is the best dream I’ve had in a long time.