i was living in some sort of castle with my family - apparently my mom was the queen and this guy who looked nothing at all like anyone i had ever met, yet stereotypically like a king, was the king. for half the dream i was dating liz, for the other half, i was engaged to be married to martin luther king, jr. [[ what that says about my subconscious - i don't want to know. i remember two moments very clearly - the first was in the castle where my mother was furious and she just kept telling me how stupid i am, that i'm a huge idiot. and i kept crying and screaming "i'm not, i'm not, i'm not" and she wouldn't stop and i got so mad that i started hitting her in the back. so she took my head in my hands and started slapping me in the face while calling me an idiot. i ran away in tears. the other moment is we were in the cafè and i brought it up and she scowled at me and said "you never learn do you" and then left to go to the bathroom and never came back.
