Dream

I dreamt last night that I was in a play at Albion. I was playing a rather major part - something like the brother of the main character. At one point, the director (who reminded me of a mean Bille Wickre in Jabba the Hutt's body) was chewing out every member of the cast. For me, it was "I know you're only 16, but that's no reason why you should stare at the floor while you deliver your lines. I don't believe in this letting people into college before they're old enough, anyway." The whole cast looked at each other and giggled because they all knew I was 20. I'm not sure why I was 20 instead of 21 in the dream, but that's the way dreams are. I called her "la baleine" (the whale) under my breath to the star of the play, who was in French House in my dream (she wasn't actually someone I knew in real life) and she laughed. We had never had a dress rehearsal before opening night and I had only practiced the scenes where I had lines. There was one scene where I was supposed to be on stage, but I had no lines. And no one told me which costume I was supposed to be in for that scene - so I just didn't go. Later, my co-star and I were hanging around backstage, talking about all of the trips that Christianna and Antoine were going to take us on in French House.

It's been a long time since I've remembered a dream. I wonder if something is blocking me at school. I love my dreams.

srah - Wednesday, 21 November 2001 - 10:53 AM
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