I dreamed that I was in a car with President Marcos and we were driving to Manila from Ilocos to attend a concert at the Cultural Center of the Philippines. However, because of the torrential rains, we found ourselves stuck in a flooded highway. Marcos was barking commands at his aides through a radio and I heard him tell them to fetch us on a helicopter NOW. I borrowed his cellphone so I could contact my mother and inform her where I was. She was not pleased.
So it's not enough that I've been dreaming I was married to weird papercut detectives, I should also find myself exchanging opinions about French ballet (and sharing a car!) with dead, power-hungry dictators on the side?