Who would have thought that one of my eerier nightmares of late would get interpreted by Jessica Zafra.
Here’s what I wrote:
The other night I had this nightmare that I was Sweeney Todd’s daughter and that he was dead set on slashing my throat. He chased me all around town (I’m not sure what town it was but it looked provincial) with a bloody razor hanging from his neck. He clearly wasn’t Johnny Depp because he looked old and shrivelled. Anyway, the townsfolk ended up rallying against him and a pregnant lady shot him multiple times with a machine gun.
I’ m not sure if this even needs further interpretation but the weird thing is I watched Sweeney Todd over a month ago.
Here’s what she wrote:
About eilish’s dream. Do you feel that if people knew who you really are, they would turn against you/hunt you down? Initially anyway, because at the end of the dream they go over to your side. Who’s the pregnant lady? Are you “incubating” an idea that might be controversial?
Of course, I may be very wrong.
And mind you, she wasn’t entirely off course with her interpretation.
Note: Alright…Alright…Cuff me up and send me to rehab because I have an unhealthy addiction to her work. I admit it now. In my defense, her stuff is the only tried and tested detoxifier when I get the urge to flambé people at work. Which is ironic in a way because she is a tad misanthropic herself.







