021613 Watching "Parting Glances" (1986) I just remembered part of my dream, was it last night? Had a man, a lover, a love. It was loose, untense, we were young-ish but I was me now, he had the most beautiful smile I think. And there I was at some party or gathering or just our house or someone's house, dancing with this young girl, someone's neice or cousin or daughter or something, and she was beautiful and had this huge young naive smile, and we were dancing all mock old fashioned like, you know like exaggeratedly formal, and laughing, and it was all so perfect because I just wasn't having to act any certain way. Exchanging wisdom, exchanging perspective, exchanging lives. And the energy of my man and our love permeated everything.