Why do I keep dreaming about Titanic?
This is really quite bizarre. It keeps creeping into even the most unrelated of dreams in highly odd ways. Last night for instance, I was in some kind of high rise apartment block, which then turned out to be on the Titanic, and when the iceberg hit we had to tell everyone to leave. This rich whoor up the top wouldn’t haul ass and was too busy packing her treasures, while I was absolutely, rabidly insistent that the maid (not sure if she was mine or someone else’s) get off first and not be left to fly down the deck to her doom like Trudy in Titanic. I even gave a speech about the lack of lifeboats and quoted Rose with her horribly dramatic “Half the people on this ship are going to die!” line (horribly dramatic but true). Everything looked like an old library, with lots of wooden furniture and green curtains and huge stacks of books all over the place.
I have a vague recollection of seeing said maid standing at the edge of the ship - but it was more like the back of a ferry, with that ramp that goes up to let cars drive on or off - at the head of a nascent queue of people waiting to be evacuated. I assume she was alright. Remarkable really that I had no thought as to how I myself would get off the ship…
In an entirely unrelated storyline elsewhere in the dream, JGL was getting married.