I woke up in bed next to Angelina Jolie. She was convinced I was her husband and wanted to make love. While I would've loved to do it, it felt wrong to do it under false pretenses.
I spent the whole dream being pursued by her around her house: me trying to convince her I was not her husband; her not believing me, trying to get me to remember I was her husband and make love.
She was starting to convince me...then I woke up.
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