A vivid upper-class nap

You know how, when the F1 GP broadcast starts late in your own timezone, you take a nap beforehand and end up having the most vivid dreams? I had a vision I had been born in the upper class. I was a talented horse rider, I had perfect skin, and I wore equestrian clothing to walk around the vast estate of my family. I probably knew everything about art history and was studying law or medicine in the university. My behavior was poised and controlled, and I always assumed the best in everyone. If someone said something weird, my first gut reaction was never that they intended to insult me - rather, that some people just say weird things that they alone understand.

I wonder if this person lives somewhere within me, if a part of me is this person, if I can become this person, or if I just have a world-class imagination.

Whatever it is, I already have a Barbour coat and a miniature dachshund, so I guess I'm halfway there.