I’ve read that people during quarantine have had really vivid dreams and yesterday night I had the most vivid dream yet. It was a mish-mash of Beyoncé and Bong Joon-Ho’s films, Parasite and Snowpiercer. So I was at a Beyoncé concert and I think I dreamt that it was my second time there and this time it was just me and my family in the audience. It was rather funny because she entered the stage by walking up the stage from behind us, and visited the public toilet just before. So after the concert ended, she invited my family to her “office” which was the highest level up this penthouse structure thingy which was kind of like a shed up a treehouse but it was high up in the air and was moving (like a rotating tower). So we were going up and we see all the pictures of rich/famous people hung up on the walls, but their faces are superimposed with Beyoncé’s face? As we got higher, the passageways got narrower and the surface of the floor became steeper and more slippery (think smooth cold marble and shiny varnished wood), so we literally had to get on all fours. Beyoncé led the way and effortlessly makes her way up, while the rest of us kept sliding down while trying to get a grip on any edges we could find. Somehow it occurred to me that it was a microcosm of the capitalist system which tapers off to the top, where it gets harder and harder to gain a foothold. We finally made it all the way up to her “office” which was filled with all her awards. She started by telling us that she too didn’t get the view of the sky outside her window when she was younger, but had hustled her way up to the top. She told us that we too could and started to pep talk us, at the end of it she gave us a gold medal each and had us sign an agreement that we would become successful one day. By the time it came to me, her fancy pen seemed to have run out of ink. But I signed anyway, though it was kind of just an indentation on the scroll. Soon after another group of people came in and that meant our time with Beyoncé was up. I remember screening through all the questions I had wanted to ask Beyoncé all my life but somehow my mind drew to a blank and all I could do was stare down at my feet in disbelief that I had met her. Then somehow I seemed to have lost my medal and was asking my family if they had seen it. That’s kind of how the dream ended I think, I was really sad because everyone else could bring home their medal.












