I love sleeping—not for the rest, for the world that opens
in my slumber. It’s odd. It doesn’t make sense. And it’s fantastic.
I’m one of those people who have crazy vivid dreams. Colorful
moving images filled with magnificent sounds and voices. Sometimes there are
people I know in them; other times, I discover new and interesting characters. My
mind likes to conjure memories of places around the world where I’ve been and
place me into them while dreaming. It adds to the realism and often I wonder if
the event was just reminiscence. I remember my dreams and, at times, revisit
the same ones after several years.
Last night I dreamed two magnificent stories. They seemed to
make perfect sense inside my mind. When I tried to share them, my words smashed
together and made a mess of the story. It’s like that with my dreams. Nothing
makes sense when I’m not in them.
I’ve read stories of authors who base their books on their
dreams. I’m jealous. Although there is plenty to capture and put on paper,
these stories just wouldn’t make sense in reality. Once, however, I dreamt
about two of my characters. It was well after the story was created, and they
were in a place that doesn’t exist inside my literary world. I woke up excited
that I was able to see what they looked like and hear their voices. I’ve tried
many times to revisit that dream, but alas, dreams don’t work that way.
There are theories about what dreams mean. I don’t think
they apply to mine because I know my mind. It’s just having fun with all the
information I’ve stuffed in there. It’s kind of like a computer defragmenting
the hard drive. It’s trying organize and store things for retrieval and then make
room for more. There can’t be any hidden meanings for me. If so, world would be
odder than those dreams inside my head. That’s what I think anyway.
So, I’m gonna write some more words, read a bit, and then
close my eyes and sleep. Whatever dream finds me tonight, it’s bound to be
exciting! How about you? Are your dreams in color? Do you remember them? Do
they mean things?
I usually remember quite a lot when I first wake, but it disappears very quickly. There are tiny bits that never go away, though.
ReplyDeleteIt's a good night for dreaming. I'm gonna try to start early.
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