I was in what amounts to Death Becomes Her fanfic in my dream this time. I was some failed author (apparently my failure was the fact that my book was sold in select displays at airports which that sounds successful to me but what do I know). And I had an enemy who was vaguely successful.
We were meeting at a hotel for some thing that involved both of us, I think it was some kinda class reunion. So we're like 70, the both of us in this dream and we meet, we're catty, and I hatch a plan. Cuz there's only one way to end a bitter lesbian feud (we were both gay). So I went to a stylist to get cute but then my dream wanted to change plots entirely and I spent a long while fighting to get back to my nemesis to have GODDAMN TWILIGHT TRYST WITH MY GODDAMN ENEMY TO END THE FEUD but nooo. I can't recall how it ended but I was trying to sneak up in a nice outfit meant to be a disguise and impress her then reveal who I really was. We were gonna get drinks at the hotel bar and end this bitter rivalry. But nooo. My subconscious wanted to do something else.
This is like that one time I dreamt I met this really beautiful woman with my husband and later I texted her to see if she wanted to hang out just the two of us (I had a huge crush on her) and my dream forced a change. I was halfway to meet with her and these kids jumped out like HELP US FIND THIS BULLSHIT YOU DONT GAF ABOUT.
Also sometimes I play other people in my dreams, like an rpg character select screen.











