The dream machine
We all dream. Not all of us remember what we dream but we do dream.
I dream in technicolor and high definition! How about you?
The issue is what comes next. Let's say I'm having a great dream ...I'm on an island, at the beach, with turquoise warm waters......you get the picture, right? I wake up with a beatific smile on my face and a sense of peace and happiness and I want to stretch those images for a while. What annoys me is that the fabric of my dream starts unraveling in my mind as I regain consciousness and after a few seconds I can't remember what I was dreaming.
It gets even worst when I have a "serious" dream. The type of dream that I know has a meaning, that moves me, that has a connection with something deep inside me. I want to remember it. I want to come back to it and analyze it, find the meaning.
Sometimes I remember it when I wake up but the images are so fragile that fall like sand between my fingers.
why, oh why...
I have made a point to have a note pad next to my bed to write my dreams, but ever since the dreams elude me. I'm starting to reprogram my mind so that I remember. In the meantime dreaming has become... another little annoyance
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