Last night, I had a peculiar dream, not only in content but also circumstances that led to it.
Over two weeks ago, I was in the middle of debugging code when I had a moment of creative clarity and thought of the name of a story. Not the story, mind you. Had no idea about that. Just a title that I found intriguing. I wrote it in my Title Ideas note and kept working. I haven’t considered it since.
Last night, my partner and I were pondering dreams and the reality that we can neither choose our dreams (although some of us can control them) nor, often, remember them. He mentioned something about vivid dreams and how perhaps they’re channels or data exchanges with another plane, which I love to discuss but will always be a skeptic.
But then last night, I dreamed the entire story. Such an intense one, and I barely feel like it’s mine. In the end, I was heartbroken but also like, “What. Just. Happened.” The dream was so detailed that I knew the main character’s favorite color, how she felt about her father, how she kept remembering what her grandmother had told her, and how wretched it was to be betrayed at the end (not sure if I could or should leave it there).
Has anyone else had an experience in some way similar to this with dreams?
Over two weeks ago, I was in the middle of debugging code when I had a moment of creative clarity and thought of the name of a story. Not the story, mind you. Had no idea about that. Just a title that I found intriguing. I wrote it in my Title Ideas note and kept working. I haven’t considered it since.
Last night, my partner and I were pondering dreams and the reality that we can neither choose our dreams (although some of us can control them) nor, often, remember them. He mentioned something about vivid dreams and how perhaps they’re channels or data exchanges with another plane, which I love to discuss but will always be a skeptic.
But then last night, I dreamed the entire story. Such an intense one, and I barely feel like it’s mine. In the end, I was heartbroken but also like, “What. Just. Happened.” The dream was so detailed that I knew the main character’s favorite color, how she felt about her father, how she kept remembering what her grandmother had told her, and how wretched it was to be betrayed at the end (not sure if I could or should leave it there).
Has anyone else had an experience in some way similar to this with dreams?