In my dream: I tried to distract a female person from some possible nefariousness by standing right up close to her and projecting into her mind that she was standing in a field with a lovely rose hued sky. This did not work, but she did say “Mmmm, psychic,” as if impressed by my minor effort. She was one of those beautiful villain motifs, I guess.

Woke up feeling great though, in lust with life.