In the first scene/part, I met Thomas Jefferson, who looked like (the much handsomer) Alexander Hamilton. But I knew it was Jefferson, just because, you know? (This happens a lot in my dreams: people don't match their identity.)
The weirder thing was that this was the immortal Thomas Jefferson--that is, he had never died or timetravelled, but survived to the 21st century. Now, some stranger in the dream ruined it all by telling me this was not Jefferson but an impersonator (like, duh, lol). But I only half-believed it. I didn't want to believe it. It was his voice--it wasn't totally ancient or anything, I just knew intuitively that it sounded like the voice of a man who had lived for 250+ years. It's hard to describe, actually. Sort of rich but frail, slight accent of some kind, and strangely addictive. I don't remember what he said. XD
The second scene/part (of the same dream), we were at the beach--Pacific Northwest style, cloudy, bright, and brooding. There was a local myth about strange lights and stuff; of course, everyone thought it was silly, like Bigfoot or something. And then I got freaked out because I saw the lights, in broad daylight too.
So it was a good/bad dream. My theory is, in real life I was all excited about voting for the first time yesterday, so meeting a Founding Father is sort of the idealized symbolism (actually, it would be 10x as amazing). The impersonator part is just realism/irony (sigh).
I'm also excited about going to the Oregon Coast later this month. No explanation for the creepy lights, except that I watched the trailer for Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter yesterday? (Someone on YouTube said Gregory Peck could have been cast as Lincoln, so I had to see what it was like.) Bad idea, apparently...
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