Comedienne

So I have this dream last night....

I'm walking up this ladder, which leads to a stage....and I mean, this ladder is 30, 40 feet long, at least. And I'm walking up to this stage so that I can preform my stand-up routine and it dawns on me: this is for my class reunion.

And all my high school classmates will be here.

I'm panicking as I'm getting closer and closer to this floating stage because I cannot preform my routine...

My material is all about them.

All of my jokes, every little bit is about these whackos who went to my high school. And every step I take is torture knowing I can't, (can I?!?!) go out there and mock them to their faces? Will they get it's them? Could I do it under the radar?? So I'm finally reaching this stage and I go out there and I make it. New stuff. And I blow them all away with some real laughs. Some fantastic improv.

And now my question is this....is destiny knocking on my door?

Should I abandon ship and start my comedy circuit??