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Dreams are an enormous part of my life. I don't remember my dreams every night, but at least a couple times a week I have a memorable dream, and several times a month I have a dream that I really listen to.
Sometimes I dream for other people, too. At least, that's my interpretation of it. These dreams feel different, like I'm removed from them and watching rather than participating. Sometimes I tell the person about it, sometimes I don't. It's a little uncomfortable. I don't want to come across like I'm attention-seeking.
I had a series of dreams like that last week. They were beautiful, very mythological. Mountains, caves, subterranean rivers crossed by a barge, golden oars, enchanted sleep, a small dragon right out the pages of the Book of Kells.
I'm sure I'll tell her about it, but I'm glad I had the opportunity to lose myself in this story for a while.
Do you dream?
1 comment:
I seldom remember my dreams and when I do they're just fleeting impressions soon forgotten. Though sometimes when I wake up in a particular mood I wonder if that was caused by a forgotten dream.
One sort of dream I do remember is when someone (or even a pet)I know has died and about 2 - 3 months later I have a dream about them, and its always a nice dream, that they're in a happy place. It helps in a bizarre way, and I wake up from those dreams feeling oddly peaceful.
I'd love to have dreams I could remember about dragons and such - it sounds rather nice.
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