James Franco and the oil spill

Date: 6/1/2018

This is hilarious to me, because this dream could not be further from the types of dreams I was anticipating. The setting was back in my childhood home, I lived on top of a hill that overlooked beautiful trees and meadows. There was an island down by the bottom of the hill- this is where James Franco was living. I came to help him because I heard he was washing oil off dogs. (This is no where near the ocean, but here were all these dogs with black tar on their coats). So, we washed all these dogs, I ended up covered in oil myself, I borrowed my dads pants and I remember feeling concerned because I knew I had ruined them. I remember feeling a lot of love for James Franco because he was just as passionate about cleaning these dogs. I walked back up my hill and my dad was very mad that I ruined his pants. That’s all I remember.