What's in a dream

I had the wildest dream last night and wanted to share. As with most dreams, it had no beginning or ending and didn’t make a lick of sense. But here goes.

Much like Madison in Vertigo, I found myself walking along in a cemetery, seemingly looking for a grave. Upon reaching my destination, I gasped. Lo and behold, I found myself gazing down in awe at the glass-entombed tomb of Mona Lisa, her enigmatic smile intact. An eerie whistle swooshed through the barren trees in the cemetery. Soon after paying my respects, I fled  the graveyard and sat upright, bewildered by my peculiar dream, and a bit spooked.

So what would make me have an odd dream like this? Could it be my recent obsession with Alfred Hitchcock’s classic Vertigo that I just bought and watched. Never in my life did I follow an obsession to ghost hunt or explore cemeteries. Perhaps with this image so vivid in my mind, the forces are persuading me to try my luck at a paranormal. Tell me your thoughts, your dreams, your interpretation.

Sharon Donovan

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