yesterday i dreamed that a guy i knew from high school was walking around dressed as robespierre poking random people with a long wooden stick and threatening to send them to the revolutionary court for endangering the republic. i got mad at him and it got to a point where i yelled smth like “your portrayal of robespierre is a grotesque caricature of a complex historical character and your attitude is frankly medieval” (??) and he was like “you can’t use the word medieval to refer to a man who lived in the late modern age” and i got even madder and retorted “i was using medieval as an adjective to your imbecility you fucking energumen”

i feel like this whole dream is a representation of what my life has become