I almost never remember my dreams, hardly ever. But every few months I have this sequence of strange dreams. In them, I’m living in a universe where, at some point, a kind of fascist regime has taken over. It is very retro and "normal" in a way: conservative, classist (with social classes very clearly defined), "meritocratic" but not really, patriarchal. Basically a dictatorship placed in today’s world rather than in sci-fi or in history.

For some reason, I always have to marry a high ranking official (sometimes it’s an ex or someone connected to me). Since I studied at the most expensive university in my country, it somehow makes sense within the dream. It’s like I’m being forced into it. I always feel trapped, but not completely.

The dream goes into a lot more detail, and I’ve had a sequence of at least five to ten different dreams about this world. For some reason, this man is always both my saviour from the regime and the one who traps me. The house we live in is big, but not a mansion. It’s cozy. It feels like home, but I also feel alienated. It’s strange and it feels very real.