I had a dream that I was talking to Owen Wilson. We were having a really good conversation about his films, and about writing in particular. I couldn't tell if he was just humoring me as just another rabid fan or if he was actually interested in our conversation. I asked him a lot of questions about how he writes and stuff. I don't remember any of his answers. But man, that dude's nose is really crooked.
Don't ask me why what happened early this morning triggered such a dream. I don't know. I just don't know...
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You could have found out how Rushmore was written but you stared at his nose instead. Emma will get a kick out of that.
That's a cool dream. I would like to talk to him. I'm sure he was sincerely interested in the conversation, but then again, I don't know your subconscious. It sounds involved, almost like it was a lucid dream.
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