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Dreams

 Some dreams are memorable. Others are not. Sometimes I dream of good things happening, other times I dream of bad things. It's a mix to be honest. Not always the same dreams come to me. I wish all I had were good dreams. But that can't always be the case. Then there are times I don't remember what I dreamed about at all. I know I dreamed last night, but this morning I have no clue what I dreamed about. It's kind of a weird situation.

The other day I was dreaming that I wanted to get out of bed. I kept trying to get out of bed but noticed that I couldn't. After every attempt I was still in bed. I finally realized I was dreaming and told myself to wake up. I was then able to get out of my actual bed and start my day. Now that was a weird situation.

Ever have a dream during the middle of the day when you're awake? I have. I'm not sure if it was a hallucination or what. But I was sitting there doing my thing, and I was in a different place. It was a dream for sure, I just don't know how I ended up there. Talk about weird.

I used to think dreams offered a way for the mind to be entertained while you sleep. Now I think dreams offer answers to things you are stressed about. Subconscious thoughts in your way? A dream can solve the problem. Remembering what you dreamed is key of course. If you don't remember your dream, then I suppose the answer isn't going to help you. Even if it was your subconscious reaching out in the dark seeking truth.

Dreams are just a weird thing. That much is true. It would be nice to be able to record what I dreamed so I can play it back at any given time. I've tried writing down my dreams, but I always seem to forget what happened in them when I get to the pen and paper. I don't know how else to put it. I just can't remember for the life of me what happened.

Then there are dreams I have where I'm visiting with people I miss. My heart yearns to be with them, yet for some reason or another I am unable to. So, I dream about them. Those dreams are the hardest to let go of. Because they feel so real. Like I am actually in the room with that person. I can't help but hope that I'll be able to see them again soon.

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