The most peculiar dream. Quasi BT, Balanchine, Midsummer both Shakespeare & Mendelsohn.
It was BT Live - an overanimated discussion, begun & moderated by Helioscopo, an elderly, frail, white robed & capped gentleman, well respected by the board. All in a dither, he announced that the evil Choreosco was creating impediments to the marriage of the beauteous Amphibimaia & the noble Ballanotte, an event joyously anticipated by BT-ers. Much passionate discussion ensued.
Just before my awakening, the lovers posted that they had run away to the forest & been married by none other than Helioscopo himself. Great joy.
I then awoke with a foot cramp, the result of 5 hours of Y class.I immediately wrote down the names & outline of the dream, but it has stayed with me for two hours so I thought I'd exorcise it here.
Does anyone else here "enjoy" this sort of dream?
Off to have a dose of melitonin.