non-lucid

My later dreams were typical 'forgetting to go to class and having work build up' and like sillinesses. (I missed two classes by my logic professor, Leah Savion.) Earlier I had a bunch of epic dreams. At one point my face looked like my friend Brienne's, and I was at a dinner table trying to avoid someone who was trying to marry me or somesuch. So I took off some headdress-veil and my face became longer and more masculine (like my real-life face). I didn't, however, identify the faces as belonging to Brienne or myself in the dream; that's how they look to me in retrospect.