Dream last night:
I am with Marie (a musician friend of mine) and someone else that I don’t know. We are watching a sepia-tented street parade from a distance. A colored merry-go-round sitting on sepia tented grass, brightly decorated floats filled with people who look like they are in old photos. Little slices of color every once in a while come into view, but mostly sepia. A man from the distance is walking towards us. As he gets closer, I notice he wears bits of color. A gold and silver crown with royal jewels, a deep red robe the color of wine. He stands in front of me now, and points his finger directly at me, then motions for me to come to where he is. Marie is excited and tells me to go, that he is some one.
I’m shaking my head no. I ask her who he is and she looks at me like I’m insane. She loudly whispers, The Emperor!
I follow him into the crowd, grabbing her (reluctant) hand and dragging her along. I have no idea where we are going, but the atmosphere is becoming more colorful, the energy is electric.
I wake up.
gaily