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I Dreamt Tom Cruise Was in Love With Me
I didn’t hate it
I don’t often dream about celebrities — well rarely about any I actually fancy/crush on, and even more rarely is there romance involved. SO boring right? We should always be dreaming whatever we like, dang our stupid contrarian subconsciousness!
Supposedly if you write down your dreams you can gain better control of them. I have no idea if this is true or just more New Age stuff I ingest mindlessly but I have been trying to write down memorable dreams recently.
I wouldn’t put Tom Cruise in my top celebrity dudes. He’s ok, as far as short, older men into sci fi based religions *cough* go I guess. I did watch Top Gun: the Top Gunniest (or whatever it is called!) the other week though and this possible planted the seed of Tom (er…sorry, ew) in my brain. Top Gun spends at least half the film trying to show us that Tom aka Maverick has still got it.
Whether he’s breaking air speed records for fun or teaching whipper snapper pilots how to fly the planes in daredevilish and surely nausea inducing ways, Tom is clearly still in his action man prime.
In the requisite shirtless dudes on the beach playing sports scene Tom’s shirt is nowhere to be seen — he flexes his pecks with the best of them, and arguably must be in the best damn shape of any of them to look the way…
