Death and a Black Woman

A relative of mine, an old black woman, was having her 99th birthday party. It made sense in the dream for the party to have a George Washington theme. When I arrived at the party, everyone had on long, curly, white, powdered wigs and the house was decorated in red, white, and blue. The woman was sitting on a couch and I sat down next to her. We were at Grandmother Kathleen's house and she started showing me places around door jambs where I had penciled little notes throughout my life. Most of them were dated, so I knew when I had written them. I cuddled up next to her and laid my head on her shoulder. A guy came by with a camera and said, "That makes the perfect picture!" He shot a couple, then started rearranging my hair and positioning me just so. I was sad because I knew the woman was going to die soon and I was going to miss her. I asked her what she thought was going to happen when she died. She told me something about Jesus, and I said that I wished she could come tell me where she was after she passed away. I cried and hugged her.

Ben Affleck

I was in a house with Ben Affleck and we were sitting at a table having a conversation. He was very amused by me and we started flirting. I knew he was married and had two kids and I didn't want to break that up, but we were very attracted to one another. He went to the bathroom and I walked around his living room looking at pictures. He finally came out and told me he had stopped up the toilet. I helped him unclog it. We were laughing hysterically and having a good time. I left and walked to a bridge going over a river. Some kind of explosion had occurred and the ground was scorched. There were ambulances and police officers everywhere. I started walking back to Ben's and then saw him coming toward me in a van with Matt Damon. He leaned out the window and gave me a high five, telling me how much fun he had had with me.