I dreamed I was Carrie Bradshaw from “Sex in the City,” and I was in a committed relationship with Arastoo Vaziri from Bones. We were moving in together, and since we both collected Roman antiquities, specifically ceramics, we were having a hard time getting our combined collection housed and on display.
There was a particular piece of great ritualistic significance. It was a small, shallow Samian ware bowl on a short pedestal base, but it had a hand-molded lattice that rise up around most of its circumference, and was sculpted and gilded and bejeweled to look like the tiered seating around the Colosseum. There were tiny spectators, a tiny imperial box with emperor, and tiny gladiators and lions and tigers fighting in the pit.
This was the absolute gem of our collection, and we were trying to decide where to display it when I woke up.
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