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My Dream About Demi Moore

My Dream About Demi Moore

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When I was a kid, I was exposed to two diametrically opposed perspectives regarding dreams.  Grandma Frances, my father’s mother, was practical and notably un-analytic: she worked for the I.R.S. When I was ten or eleven, I remember her dismissively explaining that dreams were random and meaningless,”It’s just a dream—doesn’t mean anything,” she said. On the other hand, my mother is a psychologist with additional training as a psychoanalyst. As a child I had twenty-four hour a day access to an ongoing dialogue about the importance and meaning of dreams. It’s no wonder that my mother and my grandmother had no small amount of antipathy toward each other. I was reminded of these two strong willed women with divergent beliefs when I…
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