ugh, so tired
Jul. 14th, 2016 08:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethI dreamt I was first rescued by and then leading a small party including a blonde teenage Mordred and a slightly pre New Hope scowling Princess Leia, with two tiny probably pre school children in tow, a boy and girl, who I was not introduced to.
We had to escape a veeeeery long way from where we started, all the way to my awake times home town. We met a local and I had to be all "We bring greetings from a more central reality. Camelot has fallen."
And then everyone was all Oh Noes. And something huge was going to happen as consequences reverberated out. But mostly the five of us brought more magic with us in our most casual gesture than the world we'd landed in had in its grandest modern works. So that was going to be something. But it meant trying to launch anything from there back to Camelot was going to be of limited use. Probably take a thousand worlds to get any significant force to bear on that more central one.
So then I woke up with a massive headache and a feeling of Portentous Things Happening, plus a sort of lingering... I was the grown up? Me? Oh great, I'm old enough to be their mother, I was totally the grown up. *facepalm*
Also asleep me has her shit more together than I do even when arriving in an alternate universe with no clothes. Just found a hospital and started nicking stuff like The Doctor. Some of it was proper classy too.
Now I feel like I should be dressing up proper and grabbing my magic staff and going off to gather armies.
Except after paracetamol.
And probably something to eat.
We had to escape a veeeeery long way from where we started, all the way to my awake times home town. We met a local and I had to be all "We bring greetings from a more central reality. Camelot has fallen."
And then everyone was all Oh Noes. And something huge was going to happen as consequences reverberated out. But mostly the five of us brought more magic with us in our most casual gesture than the world we'd landed in had in its grandest modern works. So that was going to be something. But it meant trying to launch anything from there back to Camelot was going to be of limited use. Probably take a thousand worlds to get any significant force to bear on that more central one.
So then I woke up with a massive headache and a feeling of Portentous Things Happening, plus a sort of lingering... I was the grown up? Me? Oh great, I'm old enough to be their mother, I was totally the grown up. *facepalm*
Also asleep me has her shit more together than I do even when arriving in an alternate universe with no clothes. Just found a hospital and started nicking stuff like The Doctor. Some of it was proper classy too.
Now I feel like I should be dressing up proper and grabbing my magic staff and going off to gather armies.
Except after paracetamol.
And probably something to eat.