I had a dream last night. It was an epic dream, long and complicated. When I woke up, I forgot everything. That doesn't normally happen; usually I retain some elements or at least the general feeling of the dream for awhile. Yet this morning I instantly forgot what I had been doing for the past few hours, except that in my dream I had forgotten something. I don't remember what I forgot.
Often I have dreams that create a history for themselves. For example, if I'm dreaming about walking down a street, I might dream about remembering walking down that street before. In this way, I can have déja vus about things that never happened.
I have also been known to switch characters. Most of my dreams read like stories, but stories that do not end when they are supposed to. Sometimes I start out as me, but run through a series of other people -- no matter what gender or what "side" they're on. And often if I dream about other people, they wind up becoming more of fictional characters, stitched together from my memories of the other people I have met. (I'm sure you combine your friends in your dreams, too.)
What about this feeling I've spoken of? It's difficult to pinpoint. Every dream has a certain distinctive...emotion, I suppose, or Sense. If I dream about someone, then see them the next day, I'll experience a rush of the feeling of the dream. When I lie down to sleep, I sometimes have a flashback of the previous night's dream, and it is the general feeling of the dream that explodes in my mind.
That's all for now. I can't arrange my thoughts in a reasonable order, and I have to go to guitar.
I'm actually pretty good at passing up opportunities.
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