For the past 16 months, I’ve been journaling my dreams. I’ve titled these writings; The Crash Report. Why would I do this? I cannot remember having an agenda for doing so. Although, I have learned a few things about myself.
Since childhood, I’ve been able to control my environment within my dreams. I change details at will, altering People, Places, and Things along the way. During my youth, I assumed everyone dreamed as I do, but apparently, that’s not the case.
After waking, and before my dream completely fades away, I promptly begin typing away the details into a cellphone application. Every second counts, of course. With each passing heartbeat, I can feel my thoughts fade.
What have I learned? My dreams are . . . well . . . some would label them as nightmares. I don’t wake up startled or shaken. Although, when I read through my notes later, I cannot help but smile. One of my favorites: Attack of The Flying Killer Tee-shirts!
April 9, 2021