Dream: Lara Flynn Boyle comes up to the candy counter where I am (in this dream) standing/working. She is staring at the chocolate behind me to my right, almost hypnotized by it. I decide to keep her from eating chocolate. “Here,” I say, shifting her position so that she is standing in front of me. “fixate on me instead. There. It’s better for you.” I think about this. “Or better for me, anyway.” She stares into my eyes. Staring. Staring. I look at her eyelashes, so full. She decides to lean in to kiss me. We connect. I have saved Lara Flynn Boyle from eating chocolate.