5 AM
Here it is, Saturday again already. Another broken night's sleep, waking half a dozen times for a few sips of water, and bothered by a persistant, uncomfortable dream. I dreamed that I had accepted a role in a Christmas movie set in Tudor times. But the history was casual, far from accurate, and there was nothing in it actually Christmassy at all. There were no miracles nor magic, nothing sentimental... I kept wondering why it was a Christmas movie, what was the point of making it. They had had... Sign in to see full entry.