Had a weird dream that I was best friends with Tom Cruise. There was no Scientology stuff though just regular hanging out. I think he liked me because I didn't care about the fame or money and just spoke to him like a regular dude but then at the end of the dream he randomly decided I'm "out" and he'd called me a taxi to leave.
I'm 100% sure this is all because I saw a poster for the new Mission Impossible movie at a tram stop last night. Fuck you, dream Tom Cruise. I'll still go see your movie though. Prick.