best purchase of the past few months:
dream journal. hands down.
for some reason, i dream very frequently. perhaps it's because lately i've been, in some sense, training myself to remember them after i wake up.
sometimes if i wake up at odd hours, i'm too tired/lazy to write the whole thing down. so i scribble the highlights and complete it later.
well, the last notes i wrote were:
lifeguard- went around
showed sharks- not normal
baby clown- orange
didn't react to anything
i have no idea what the frack those jots mean! i can make some guesses, but i don't remember the original context in which i meant it. that's the first time that's happened.
...baby clown?
it is seriously fascinating (or amusing) stuff. i can flip back to even a week ago, and have already forgotten that those dreams happened until i scan the pages. they really do, a lot of times, pertain to any concerns or problems in my life. (not always- i can swim and all, perfectly fine. i like the ocean.)
you can't hide or mask anything while you dream; it exposes how you really feel about things.
scary, but cool.
when i told my mom i was starting this whole thing, she said that she also used to write down her dreams when she was my age. it was one of those instances that makes you think, "oh yah, i am my mom's kid".
i had no idea. i'd kill to see one of those journals.
and so, i'll leave you with-
"dreams are answers to questions we haven't yet figured out how to answer."
-fox mulder
yep. x-files.
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