I dreamed I was in Paris.
I saw Rupert Graves and asked him for an autograph. I was calling him Dr. Rupert Graves... hahahaa!
He seemed kind of irritated that I was there because he was having dinner with his wife and baby and family, but he signed my paper and I told him how much I loved him in Maurice.

I can't remember if after that, I was in the dream or just a bystander, you know?
The dream seemed like a love story between 2 people and I was just watching it.
One of the people was named Daniel.
I remember being in a boat and there were tons of waves and I was closing my eyes because I was afraid. We kept hitting rocks. We(don't know who we was) boated up to the Eiffel tower and went up it. I had my eyes closed the whole time. Everything was swaying. We came back down.

The love story ended sad for some reason. Maybe the person in love wasn't loved by the other person...
something like that.