weird

last night i dreamed i was in a French lesbian's class, learning to speak her language, except that she was a he and instead of teaching French he was showing films. every one was an installment in his (re)telling of the Mahabharata.

there was the same female lead in each film; she was stunning and i wondered if she was his lover. the dream was conducted half in French and half in mumbles, but it made perfect sense to me.

(i do not speak French.)