Last night in my dream...there was a hotel...an interesting party was being held there, and I was somebody else...there was some kind of portrait of a man up on a wall, and a group congregating around it...I was somebody on a special assignment...to seduce a certain person? But I wasn't me, I was someone different...

There was an intriguing man there...something vaguely victorian about the feel. And something special about this picture on the wall. Something happened with time. I took off my watch and put a drop of blue paint inside of it. All of the numbers on the watch began swirling like they'd turned to water. And soon the whole face of the watch was turning blue, and time was all smeared. I feared I'd ruined the watch. I took it apart and it was all blue...

I don't really think the dream means anything in particular, don't even know why I'm relating it here.