Dreams

When my little sister wished me good night as a child, she would say cheerfully: "don't dream!" This is because both she and I had horrible vivid nightmares all the time. (I'm quite certain I've written about this before, but let's pretend I didn't) I actually did Freudian analysis three times a week for a year or so to get rid of this (really, lying on the couch like in a New Yorker cartoon and everything). It worked! So, if you're troubled by horrible nightmares and have lots of money, I have a solution for you. I thought it was common gospel, though, that other people's dreams are boring, which I why I was surprised to read this NYT article on people forming dream clubs. Basically like a book club only with the members describing their dreams rather than reading a book. As it happens, my own dreams are really interesting. (I know you're thinking everyone thinks this about their own dreams). They sometimes take the form of awesome space operas, like one in which I entered a colony ship in which all the inhabitants were frozen, awaiting revival at their destination. To populate the new world they had created various environments in the unimaginably vast ship. One of them was the pre-Cambrian era, in which I stood on the bare rock and peered queasily into the teeming ocean. Anyway, I came to realize that the ship had made an error, and they had overshot their destination and had now been asleep for thousands of years. I revived them all, and was trying to explain the truth of the matter to them, though they were all very skeptical. Finally I led them to a huge window to look at the completely unknown starfield, which included a bloated red giant, and they contemplated it in silence and horror as they recognized it didn't resemble the view from their destination solar system at all. See, interesting, right? To be fair I haven't had a dream quite that great in some time, but it happens. Anyway, I thought the stereotype was someone else is narrating their dream to you and it's all "and my brother was there, but it wasn't my real brother, and then we went up to this crumbling tower, and blah blah blah." Do you generally feel this way about people's dreams? My helper Tena always wanted to scour mine for numbers to bet on the 4D lottery. Don't think she ever did any better than SGD250 on that, but there you go.

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[Doctor Slack]

Hey! Wow! There are posts here again! Though this one is from July. Still: neat!

My dreams are either vivid and surreal or extremely mundane. I had a dream in which Danny de Vito was selling human bodies in garment bags from the back of a comics shop. It seemed pretty interesting to me, but this is the sort of creepy dream that sounds a lot less interesting / impressive when I try to explain it to other people. I'm sure they're hearing "blah blah blah."