This pandemic is making me have bizzarre dreams, but sometimes those dreams are nice.
Dream One: I was completely dressed up and on a date. My date had no idea I was trans. Then we ended up going by my work (which wasn't actually my work) but there was an issue with some paperwork. My work didn't know I was trans so I had to use my male voice to explain to my co-workers what was wrong so they knew it was me. It was at that point my date bailed, and I was like "really? that's what turned you off?"
Dream Two: I was hanging out with friends at the white house, and the dream implied that I was the first lady (but I knew I wasn't a woman) which made it weirder. I was dressed as myself, but I found myself keep wanting to explore the wardrobe. When I finally did, my friends started to leave. The dressing room was gigantic with the most incredible dresses, shoes, and jewelry. Over and over I kept questioning if I could dress up and pull this off.
Dream One: I was completely dressed up and on a date. My date had no idea I was trans. Then we ended up going by my work (which wasn't actually my work) but there was an issue with some paperwork. My work didn't know I was trans so I had to use my male voice to explain to my co-workers what was wrong so they knew it was me. It was at that point my date bailed, and I was like "really? that's what turned you off?"
Dream Two: I was hanging out with friends at the white house, and the dream implied that I was the first lady (but I knew I wasn't a woman) which made it weirder. I was dressed as myself, but I found myself keep wanting to explore the wardrobe. When I finally did, my friends started to leave. The dressing room was gigantic with the most incredible dresses, shoes, and jewelry. Over and over I kept questioning if I could dress up and pull this off.
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