I love the thought of ever being able to play the role of King Lear, but I barely have the chops to play an attendant to Cordelia.
And I thought I had weird dreams! Maybe this is your subconscious mind warning you of the ills of plastic surgery. I hope you're not considering having any work done, RP. It would be the death knell for your acting career, for one thing. It's hard to play King Lear when your skin is stretched so tight you can't blink, let alone evince all the requisite wrinkles that a good Lear demands.
However, I did attend a Halloween party in 1995 as King Lear: