Last night I had a rather long and weird dream, can't remember most of it, but I do remember that at one point, I was standing in a group of people trying on a light blue satin dress which was either a prom or bridesmaid dress, but I think I was trying it on for a play. I did that once in reality, wore a modified prom-or-bridesmaid dress in a Shakespeare play. Anyway, it was a bit too small and I couldn't get it fastened even though I was wearing a corset underneath. Supposedly I had worn this dress before and it fit alright. So I said something like, "I think I got too fat for this."
Rune, who was sitting nearby, spoke up, "Yes, you're quite fat." Then before I could say anything in reply he added, "You deliberately baited me into saying that to start a fight."
I replied, "Well, I'm not 18 anymore."
There was more after that but there were no Barrow Downers. I woke up and went back to sleep and in my next dream, there was a werewolf who had lost her daughter, and she howled mournfully, but that's all I remember.
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All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.
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