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To Dream, Perchance to Sleep
Mar. 12th, 2019 08:53 amUnusually, I remembered at least three of my dreams last night. Technically early this morning. They were all odd, but in very different ways.
Dream 1: I was at a work conference. Many of the people, including me, contracted measles. This seemed terribly unfair because I got all my vaccinations! But as a kid, so some anti-vaxxer parent infected everyone at the conference. It was a fast-acting bug: everyone's face and hands (only) broke out in massive pustules overnight. Then that went away in some hours, by the next day at the latest. At which point they found out it wasn't really measles. But we still blamed the anti-vaxxers.
Dream 2: We were at a generic SCA 12th Night. Things were being set up and we were unpacking stuff in the main hall. I pulled out my coronet and put it on; it had gotten borked and fell down over my head to my neck. [Logic note: What.] So I went to find the maker and have him fix it. But I didn't want to get dressed in SCA clothes, so I wandered around in a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and socks. With no shoes. People didn't recognize me and kept asking if they could tell me about the SCA, send me to Gold Key, etc. I couldn't find the jeweler in the hotel so I wandered outside to the football field (!) and realized in fairly short order that walking around on wet grass with no shoes was uncomfortable.
Dream 3: A bunch of semi-random things happened in this one. It was apparently supposed to be erotic horror, but even within the dream (and my shifting viewpoints) I realized that the events were neither sexy nor scary.
Dream 1: I was at a work conference. Many of the people, including me, contracted measles. This seemed terribly unfair because I got all my vaccinations! But as a kid, so some anti-vaxxer parent infected everyone at the conference. It was a fast-acting bug: everyone's face and hands (only) broke out in massive pustules overnight. Then that went away in some hours, by the next day at the latest. At which point they found out it wasn't really measles. But we still blamed the anti-vaxxers.
Dream 2: We were at a generic SCA 12th Night. Things were being set up and we were unpacking stuff in the main hall. I pulled out my coronet and put it on; it had gotten borked and fell down over my head to my neck. [Logic note: What.] So I went to find the maker and have him fix it. But I didn't want to get dressed in SCA clothes, so I wandered around in a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and socks. With no shoes. People didn't recognize me and kept asking if they could tell me about the SCA, send me to Gold Key, etc. I couldn't find the jeweler in the hotel so I wandered outside to the football field (!) and realized in fairly short order that walking around on wet grass with no shoes was uncomfortable.
Dream 3: A bunch of semi-random things happened in this one. It was apparently supposed to be erotic horror, but even within the dream (and my shifting viewpoints) I realized that the events were neither sexy nor scary.
