This post was inspired by a dream misadventure I had the other night where I was just minding my own business getting gophers out of the rice field, then suddenly on the intercom/announcements (which I did not expect to have in my dream, since I was outside, not in a building), a voice said “attention, this is a representative of the fediverse speaking… going into effect today, dreamland itself, err, everyone’s dreams, are now a part of the fediverse; that is all, happy floating on cloud nine” and then suddenly a bunch of Stalingrad ninjas popped out of nowhere and ambushed me (yeah, how would you react if that’s the case). So I guess I’m not even safe from everyone in my sleep.
I dreamt that I was traveling in Germany and didn’t want to be called out as American, so the dream switched to Spanish (my second language). My brain did try Mandarin and Japanese but it was probably too resource intensive for a dream.
Having never been to Europe, “Germany” looked a lot more like Mexico than anything.