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I had a dream the other night… a very long, very detailed, very weird dream.. And when I woke up at 3am, all I could think of was “I have to write a blog post about this! I’ll call it Becoming Lincoln“. And then I fell asleep. But when I woke up later I actually remembered the dream perfectly.. and again thought “I have to write a blog post about this… Becoming Lincoln“.
Well… I mentioned it to a couple of people… and now… here it is…
First, let me say… I have absolutely no idea what prompted this dream. I haven’t seen the movie Lincoln. I don’t really know much about the man except that he was tall and he liked the theatre. Oh yeah, something about a war and some slaves.
Anyway… back to the dream…
It was very Quantum Leapish… Somehow I was in Lincoln’s body, and I was aware that I wasn’t really Lincoln and that I was in the past. Everyone saw me as Lincoln, but when I looked in the mirror, I looked like my regular self… except that I was quickly starting to turn into the man I was pretending to be! I had lots of black hair, and a beard that wouldn’t stop growing. I spent my time looking for a black top hat because I knew that I should have one before giving some important speech to a whole bunch of people. And then part way through my speech I stopped and left the stage to go to the defence of a black servant who was being belittled by an obnoxious rich white politician. I only make a point of mentioning the race of each person because I don’t think it’s a coincidence in this particular dream.
That’s pretty much all I remember, but I know that when I woke up the memory was very vivid. Thankfully I didn’t dream of being at the theatre… that would not have ended well at all.