Tuesday, December 30, 2008
The reflected clouds look like a brain, don't they?
One of my final projects for 2008 is to dream as much and as vividly as possible, apparently. Every night this week the dreams gallop in on horseback and keep me busy until it's time to rise. My "real" life is, by comparison, rather dull.
Trying to write down as much as I can remember of these dreams, mostly because when I look back on dreams after a few months, I'm always amazed at the power of human imagination. Often I've completely forgotten every detail. Sometimes I think, "Did I really dream that??"
A few dream snips from last night:
Cheetahs and reindeer are living in the triangle park across the street. I'm wondering how they manage to cohabit.
A young boy is looking at me adoringly. He is an heir to a huge ice cream company. I am his grandmother's doppelganger. He loves his grandmother dearly.
I'm on a bus with my sister. Because I'm struggling to organize all my stuff, I don't realize (until she tells me) that we're going in the wrong direction. We get off the bus, catch one going in the other direction.
There is a coffee shop called "Chaos." Everyone tells me they have the very best coffee.
Kind of random, aren't they? I don't perceive any pattern. So I wonder what I'm doing all night long, dreaming and dreaming? It's interesting, but kind of a lot.