last night I dreamt that I was an exotic dancer. but it was like a superhero's alter ego - no one knew that it was me dancing. like the bikini I was dancing in was a cape and suit. and yes, I was dancing in a bikini... and I don't even think I was that good at it, but I was making BANK, so it seemed the logical thing to do. plus, since no one knew it was me.... no embarrassment! until people I knew came to the club. I knew them, but they didn't know me. it was almost worse!
I'm not taking this dream as any sort of sign for what I should do with my life, but I couldn't stop thinking about it all day, so I figured I'd write it down.