Dream of Time Travel:

A few weeks ago, I dreamt that I was travelling in a car, and was sitting in the backseat, and a second career doctoral student who I know from when I did my Masters was up in the front in the passenger's seat.

The car was crowded and sunlit and the atmosphere was light, and we were all joking about how the student would be sent back in time 400 years in order to take up the position of a queen (at which I had the image flash in my mind of her posed in an oil painting as a queen, and I thought that her face was very regal).

At some point, I began joking that I was her scribe, and put my hands out in front of me like I was writing, and was like, "I [my first name] write this account...", and people laughed.