Last night I dreamt I was talking to The Queen. The Queen of England.
We were at some function or other and when she had done her bit she invited me inside. We walked quite quickly along a corridor (like a school corridor) and she went into a room at the end to get changed. I waited and she came out quickly. She was in casual clothes and about 40ish with fair hair (but it was still the same person).
Her minders were lurking around and she seemed bored and tired with it all. She made some small talk with someone else. I made ajoking sort ofcomment about Tasmania and funnel web spiders in Sydney. We seemed to have an understanding. She seemed to have empathy and a good soul.
I wonder why she was on my mind. I wonder if we are going to lose her or someone close to her? It was interesting to see her younger and more relaxed.
updated by @flyrobinfly: 02/26/17 01:01:47PM