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Crazy, cool dream

There really was no reason for the dream, other than the fact that I'm a history nerd. The year was sometime in the early 19th C, the location: somewhere in England. Don't ask me why because I haven't read any Jane Austen recently.

So I dreamt last night that I was a son of some profligate man and a semi-royal woman. My dad in the dream (not anything like my real dad) was having a rather open affair with another woman, thus threatening the family's semi-royal standing. My younger brother (also not like my RL bro) was training to become a soldier because he feared we'd lose our wealth and whatever remained would all go to me anyway as the eldest. He was a little weakling and hated the exertion and prayed he wouldn't have to really become a soldier. I don't know what shape I was in (most likely toned and excessively manly like RL), but it didn't matter because I had no worry of becoming a soldier. I was the eldest, mature, and responsible child of the family (exactly like me IRL) trying to reign everyone in, including my wild sisters (who do not exist IRL) who were dressing very un-lady like and flirting with strange men.

I only remember snippets now, but at the time I remember it being a really cool dream. I had a English accent and I was wearing a cravat and everything and looked so posh. Strangely, I wasn't so bothered by my dream-dad having a mistress as I was that everyone was behaving so awfully in public, including him kissing his mistress open mouthed in front my mom (poor woman, I don't even remember what she looked like) or my sisters letting their dresses slip up over their petticoats. For shame!

And there may or may not have been some gay fooling done on my part (I'm a pure, chaste, noble soul IRL), but if there was any, it would have been exclusively in the bedroom and not in the middle of the park. That was cause for hanging back in the day. Just saying.

Crazy dream, huh?



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Jul. 12th, 2009 03:00 pm (UTC)
Aha! I looove dreams like that. Where people you know are the same people in the same roles, but nothing like their real selves.

I've had a few dreams like that recently, that had me waking up seething with anger towards them. For no particular reason other than they were terrible other-versions of themselves in my dreams. D:
Jul. 15th, 2009 06:43 am (UTC)
I have those dreams too, then I feel awful when I seem them IRL because they didn't do anything, yet, I'm SOOO pissed at them!

In this particular dream, none of my family was actually "played by" people I know, so it was a bit different. I would have woken up feeling rather dirty if I'd seen my dad in my dream making out with some strange woman :/ I seemed to be the one "acting" in a play, as it were, with all these other people supposely related to me.
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