Years ago I had a dream. It was one of those dreams that felt so real in the moment and when I woke up, the emotions were raw and present. It took me a moment to realise where I was and then it struck me, the loss. In the dream there was a woman and the connection I felt to her was all too real that when I awoke, I had to endure heartbreak because none of it was real. The image of that woman stuck with me. Every now and then I am reminded of that dream and I feel hollow inside. Many, many years later, I'm settling down to watch Bladerunner and I see Ana De Armas. All those feelings came rushing back as she was a dead ringer for the girl I saw in my dreams.
