A Dream
Once, I had a very vivid and peculiar dream that I gladly took the time to write down.
It was like the very beginning of the film Being John Malkovich (I must be obsessed), some kind of minature puppet theatre thing where I had to prove my worth through the medium of dance to an unseen audience. With me, for some reason were a swan and an old Victorian era lady.
Choosing to ignore the old lady I took the swan by the wings and did one of those spinny type dances that you see in films when the camera shows the dancers' view point as they face each other laughing (except I didn't see the swan's viewpoint and it wasn't laughing, being the quite serious regal animal it is).
At the end I was told that I had failed but when I expressed ambivalence towards this and said that I didn't care (I was quite proud of the dance you see) I was reprieved and rewarded but the dream ended so I don't know what the reward was.
All in all it was quite a nice dream which seemed to have some kind of feelgood message about staying true to yourself and ignoring old ladies!
You might say it was
Dream Theatre!
