So I had this dream last night...

[redhedlvr2]

where I had possessed the body of a Shakespearean actress.  The troupe was already out on stage doing their thing and, poof, there I was, in costume and ready to go.  They all didn't think anything about it, and I just knew whatever lines would come to me as soon as I got out there.  I mean, they had to, right?  How could I go on stage and not know my lines?  The whole thing felt like an alternate universe, except in reverse.  Everybody else was in their right place, only I was out of sync.  It reminded me of the Buffy episode where Cordelia wishes Buffy was never there and Zander and Willow were vamps.  I loved that one, hee he.  Might have to watch it tonight.

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[utopiantrunks.livejournal.com]

Cool! So how did your performance go?

[redhedlvr.livejournal.com]

I never got to that part. Woke up just as I was getting on stage. Must be some new type of stress dream, which I really need another of, right?

[redhedlvr.livejournal.com]

You are very correct. I hadn't even thought about that aspect. I think it's a work related stress dream. I have a new boss, sort of, and we don't have the best relationship. He writes me up for things HE thinks I should have done when they are things I've never done in the 15 years I've been here. Never once does he say in advance that he would like me to do such-and-such, just whips out that memo, says, you should know this, and that's the end. Never even wants to discuss it after the fact so it could be avoided in the future. Bastard. I could go on and on here.