Lucid Dreams and Drag Queens

Date: 9/1/2017

if you want skip to the emojis for the drag queen part I knew I was sleeping so I got up and my view was very similar to that of a video game but you're speciating. As I wizzed around the school I got reaaaaaaally worried about an "out of body" experience bc it would be leaving myself unguarded to whatever shit, so I grounded myself. That's when I had much less control over the dream. I realized I was going to be late for school meeting so I went into the auditorium, but all the chairs were like the folding cushion chairs you see at theaters and facing weird angles. For some reason it was mostly empty and my advisor needed to take up two chairs because she sprained something in her feet or back, I don't remember. 😞😞 Anyway the guest speaker was a drag queen. He was African-American with this glittery purplebeye makeup. He gave a short speech that I don't remember. I DO remember that something was said and made me so uncomfortable I got up to leave but got called out. When the speech was over, I went to the side of the stage (which looked less and less like my school as the dream progressed). The first thing he said to me was "soooooooo........ you like, an overused sex toy or some shit?" Then he proceeded to roast me about my gut friends that I "lead on" (high key one of biggest fears). After that he adressed my trans friend (girl➡boy) and was like "what do they identify as". I replied "that's MY friend, what the hell do you care?" some of my super liberal theater friends had gathered. I started getting VERY anxious. "What gender do you see this person as?" the queen demanded. "a girl." then I started sobbing in front of all my friends. "You don't understand!" I pleaded. "You are asking me to admit that the God I believe in and fight for and struggle with made a mistake!" Then I realized I was having a reaaaaaaally shitty dream where all my worst anxieties were coming to life. At that point I pulled a "fuck this shit I'm out" and made myself wake up.