I don't know why my brain was so aware it was dreaming last night, but it totally was. Twice.
No.1: In the middle of a playground camera battle with Olde English (we were all standing around in a circle, taking pictures of each other), I decide that I should write down what I'm dreaming about. So I do. In my dream. While I'm dreaming.
No.2: I'm riding the subway, teddy bear in one hand, backpack in the other. I get off at 23rd street, and realize that I don't have my backpack with me. "That's okay," I think, "I can wake up later and get it from the living room. That's where I put it before I went to bed."
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
MetaDreaming
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Stef -Dreams are weird like that eh? ;)
Another recent dream sequence. Mine, actually. And sadly, unlike you, I believed everything that was going on as it unfolded.
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