- 6 years ago
- Wedding: June 2013
I dreamt last night that my right (dominant) arm was dead. It was still attached to my body and I could KIND of move it but I couldn’t feel it and it didn’t follow the directions of my brain. I was at work when it died and I spent the day trying to deal with accepting this fact.
Oh and a coworker died but no one made it a big deal and actually he was still walking and speaking and functioning. He even informed me that I had a dead arm. Yet he wasn’t alive.
Then someone told me they found me an audition to model for a photo shoot, be an extra in a movie or do a commercial. I was excited that I had an audition but part of me was like thinking I thought I made it clear I didn’t want to pursue an acting career (former theatre major).
But then I got really bummed because I’d be going to this audition with a dead arm.