Doom Dreams

[Drunk Monk]

I'm at a Hong Kong cinematic awards show. Everyone is speaking Cantonese and I'm not sure wth is going on. I'm directed to go on stage with 4 other celebs. The others are illustrious, including Donnie Yen. I'm seated in the center until Donnie says 'I should be in the center. Move over'. I move to the side. Some matriarchal stage manager says 'I don't think you're anyone' and eventually am led offstage to a green room with a bunch of celebs, all in formal wear, seated in a maze of black vinyl couches. I'm summoned again as the producer of some show I've never heard of. I follow directions and head to stage, where I meet the rest of the cast who are all wondering wtf I am.  I'm wondering why I'm there too, saying 'I think there's been a mistake'. Dream fades out from there.

I usually only post here when there's a DOOM bro involved.  But there wasn't one here.  It was very Hong Kong and even tho I've been to HK with the cfs (ask about the topless bar ms. cf made us go in - just ask), there were no DOOM cameos.  I just woke up earlier than I hoped on a sleep-in Sunday and figured I'd check the forum here.

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psykoanaleesis - The formal wear is an echo of last night's symphony where the orchestra was all wearing tales.  The HK influence comes from both watching A Fist in Four Walls and my upcoming trip to FL next weekend for a 50th celebration of a noted HK master. Donnie is probably because I'm wondering about Enter the Fat Dragon, also connected to that TV show. The imposter aspect is just common neurosis.

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Greg - you omitted the most key aspect of your dream.  Who were you having sex with?  

Don't say one of us...