Today I dreamt I was in a comic-con (hey, a girl can dream, right?) and that someone shouted at me, while I was on stage giving a talk:

- “Your cosplay sucks, go back to the kitchen!”

 To which I replied:

- “a) I’m not cosplaying. I’m just wearing a bowtie because bowties are cool;  b) a cosplay doesn’t suck, ever, because it’s all about having fun… unless, of course, you’re cosplaying as a porn star :B and c) you’re doing just fine on your own in that kitchen, mister; YOU bring me a SAMICH, now! Kthxbai!”.

And although I’m Portuguese, this all happened in English because in my dream I was in a comic-con in the U.S.A.. xD

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You can read about other dreams of mine at: http://eloisavaldes.com/post/22596131232/things-i-have-dreamed-part-i

My dreams are something I cherish very much. Some may or may not become future stories, poems or rants featured here. Meanwhile, I decided to share it online at Twitter and Tumblr. This is part one.

#Things I have dreamed:

Being “inside” Diaspora*, DeviantART, Twitter & my body;

Making an app;

An underwater cafeteria with a shark serving the food;

Old-school hackers meeting new;

Having a rave in a classroom;

Falling from stairs through the glass while it dissipates;

Dodging zombies in the faculty while trying to deliver the thesis to my advisor for review;

Driving without license;

A world without chocolate. Actually, that one was a nightmare. :P