I have fallen in many dreams, but I've never caught myself going down. I was on the Great Wall of China with Joseph Gordon-Levitt (because, you know, that's what you do), and we were doing parkours and base-jumping, trying to get away from the Chinese police, and we pushed off from one of the guard towers and went soaring and ended up on top of the Onion Domes in Moscow, sliding down them. We grabbed the stems at the top and climbed back up, and we made out for some seconds before the Russian police were like "WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THERE, GET OFF OUR NATIONAL TREASURE!!!"

So we looked at each other and pushed off and went flying, balancing on wires, and shot off to the Eiffel Tower, where we were clinging to the side, and people were stopping and staring, and clapping, and Joseph hands me something (a flat, cool bit of haematite) and then we push off and land on the London Eye. We run up to the top and we almost slip off the top carriage. Joseph says "Do you trust me?" and I reply "I don't know, should I?" We grab hands and push off the carriage and go flying and land on the Empire State Building.

Joseph vanishes, and I panic as I'm jumping and doing parkours on the edges of the Empire State Building, and suddenly a window opens and it's Joseph peeking his head out. He says, "I told you could trust me," and pulls me in. We kiss, and I wake up.

When I woke up it felt like I had gone running four miles. My legs throbbed, the pain of working out, and I could feel his stubble around my lips where we kissed.


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