December 4: Dream

I have extremely vivid dreams. Last night I had an especially strange one -- in all of my dreams, I've always been me; which I think is 'standard' for a lot of dreams. If I have dreams about seeing acquaintances in weird places or the world ending, I am still me in the dreams - my identity as Fawna has not changed. But in this dream, I was a totally different person. I was a Muslim woman in her mid-forties, married to an Arabian diplomat, with three sisters, and a marmalade cat that wore a blazer (and who required constant grooming because he had spiders growing in his fur). I remember looking in the mirror in the dream and seeing a totally different face and answering to a totally different name. Coming out of that dream was really, really difficult. It felt like someone had swapped dreams with me.