Strange Dream

I had a dream last night, but the context was that it was a movie based on a book called "On the Centennial Anniversary of Great Aunt's Passing," which doesn't exist in real life.

And somehow, I was the main character, whose late great-aunt hadn't died 100 years before, but had just turned 98 when she died. Apparently, she had a much younger, denim vest-wearing boyfriend who was asking me (!) for her hand in marriage shortly before she died, but I refused. I think it was because I didn't want her to get her hopes up and have a happy but short-lived marriage since she was dying soon anyway. Also, I didn't trust the guy for some reason.

It's about cultural and generational gaps about a Japanese-American family.

Now I know what artists mean when they say that their work "came to them in a dream." So strange!