I had a dream about him last night... the full moon always comes with dreams for me!

I was really bored in the dream and needed something to happen so I took a train to a main station (was supposed to be in Copenhagen but it wasn't...) I got lost trying to find my way out and suddenly I realized there was barely any people there and when I looked around I realized I had barged into a film-set. I froze and found the director looking really cross with me. I told him how sorry I was and then asked him if he could use me as an extra or something. He glared at me and asked me 'well what have you done before?' ... I told him I had been in a commercial and he just shook his head but ended up letting me... I had to stand with a tall african-french woman and look up at the ceiling and point...

In between filming we sat down in a corner and I nearly had a heart attack as I realized I was sitting next to Benedict! I was trying to act cool about it... the girl poked me in the side and asked me 'How do you say his name?' and I wouldn't answer. So she walked over to him. and said "Mr Comberpatty do you know if we get food, where is it?" I was dying of shame. I could tell he was memorizing his lines and I just wanted to slap her.

Then I had to follow the girl to find the food... and I woke up.  

I suppose that comes from my 'principle'... If I meet famous people randomly I just smile at them and don't ask them for anything unless they are actually working and putting themselves out there... I have litterally run into my favourite Danish comedian so many times and I really want his autograph but it was always when he was shopping... 

I had to giggle at 'Comberpatty' when I woke up! I think that may be my new nickname for him!

I usually do not dream that much / often. And if I did, it is very chaotic, doesn't make sense and I can't remember details.

But this morning I dreamed that I met Benedict at some event. I was the very last in the queue and talked to him. I woke up in the middle of that...

Actually I just rember, that in that dream he asked me how I am and I was quite nervous and that he had a very warm and beautiful aura... which felt very real...

When I woke up it faded away slowly and I was like noooooo.... ;)

And now I need to blush ^^
 

He was in a dream of mine a couple if nights ago. Don't remember the plot but he kept appearing, smiling. It was enough for me

Actually, I had quite a vivid dream that guest-starred Benedict as well. My first. It was really weird, and I don't recall many specifics, but somehow there was a huge bed involved and there were four people (one me, one Benedict, and two others I don't remember), and we were whiling away our time all day, just lying in that bed, talking about some kind of project we were all working on. And, no, there was nothing kinky or remotely sexual about it.

And at some point I remember I was thinking to myself how surreal it all was that I was spending time in close proximity to Benedict, trying hard not to fangirl over it. Like I said, really weird. But also pleasant, in a way. The kind of morning where you wake up with a WTF smile on your lips.

Last edited by TeeJay (February 22, 2014 12:17 pm)

Oooo besley lucky you!

Last night I had one dream with David Cameron and another dream with Benedict.  Guess which one I enjoyed most?!?  he was running around dressed in his mo cap suit playing hide and seek, just like a small child, he was loving it!!!

Oh no, was it one of those where you feel a bit embarrassed to see that person again?  Even if it is only their picture

Ha ha, that did make me laugh a lot, thank you for sharing.  I can totally understand why you describe it as awful.  If you are ever lucky enough to meet him maybe don't mention that!!! (As if you would!)

As you say we can't help our dreams 

I had another one last night.
It was a scene from Sherlock.
It was a big event, something like the presentation for the return of the Falls of the Reichenbach painiting.
But like in TSOT, suddenly John realizes something is wrong.
I am there and I realize at exactly the same time John does!
Sherlock is being escorted out of the room and John and I both suspect he is not going willingly.
We follow the group out onto a huge staircase.
John shouts to me: they've got Sherlock.
I reply: I know and I'm about to find out what they intend doing with him.
Next thing we are all outside.
John and I stand speechless and helpless as we look up to a gruesome sight:
It's something like Traitor's Gate at the Tower of London.All these severed heads are displayed on spikes...
And a gang are in process of attempting to behead Sherlock, to add his head to the gory scene...
Then I woke up.

Last edited by besleybean (March 11, 2014 5:33 pm)

I had a lovely dream about BC last night. I watched an episode of Sherlock before I went to bed. In my dream, I was sat in a room in my wheelchair talking to BC about Sherlock and other things. He was dressed as Sherlock and he smelled lovely. I met Louise as well. We talked for ages, BC was charming and gorgeous. Suddenly it got very late and I told BC and Louise (Molly) that I had to go home. BC said, "I have go to L.A. now but I'll come and say goodbye. I need to go to the airport, Kate." He gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug. Louise did the same and gave me her autograph. I went home so happy and giddy. I waited for BC and suddenly he jumped out of his car, said, "So sorry I'm late, I wanted to see you." He gave another kiss and a hug. Mum got the camera, took a few photos, BC signed a Sherlock book for me and said, "Here is my email address if you need to talk to me."

I awoke thinking that my dream felt very real because it was vivid and felt sad that my dream wasn't going to happen in real life. It was a great dream though.