Friday, August 15, 2008

Zelda Rubinstein


I normally prefer to wake up naturally but this morning I was glad that Frantisek woke me up: I was having a nightmare and I was having my high frequency panic-breathing followed by too long a pause.

I was screaming in my dream. I would like to think if I am scared enough to be screaming in my dreams, a certain amount of sympathy is warranted from loved ones, however trivial the cause is.

What happened was I saw the psychic lady in Poltergeist Zelda Rubinstein in my dream, walking down the staircases that led to my family's old apartment in Macau. She was smiling at me and I started screaming. I thought I would be sucked into the TV.

Frantisek did not think that was scary enough. Well, he did not see the Poltergeist.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Joanna,

I never remember dreams. Sometimes I would that I could. Price yourself lucky that you have that gift. Nevertheless that you have scary dreams sometimes.

Staircases and woman - or better the ankles of woman - are the perfect mix of a scary movie and probably a scary dream too ;-) You are a moviestar in your dreams :-)

Guido