in my dream last night I was making my way through a European city that had been destroyed, broken buildings and sad people surrounded me. I was tired and looking for somewhere to rest and came upon a bus stop Shelter with benches and shade. there was a black half naked Transgender woman there attempting to maintain her dignity she was talking on a phone in a southern drawl and around her were hostile looking men angry and contemptuous. one of them turned to me and spoke German Asking me if I needed protection. and as the womans Phone call ended, without looking at him I answered his Question in English in my own voice. "I came to Protect her." and reached out, handing her a skirt from my backpack, as she slipped it on I Stood and motioned for her to follow and as we went around the corner I turned and told her "my name is Mercedes" and a look of relief spread on her face and she says; "I thought you were one of us! but you speak German?"
The dream shifts as we walk down a flight of broken stairs, I ask her if she has Tobacco, she looks confused and shakes her head "I don't speak German." and I realized I was wearing my Tiara and a short skirt. Then I wake.
I spent a few min in bed this morning thinking about the different elements in this dream, In my mind up until I tell her my name I am perceiving myself as male, unaware of my clothing or the Creepy men around us, I also relized that my thought process was as I layed there in bed was auf Deutsch
Doch, eine verrückte Träume!
Oh yeah, this year I was totally twerping out at the fence. ~Lonesombri