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I dreamt something bizarre last night, which I can no longer remember. The night before last I dreamt I was in an Eddie Murphey slap-stick movie. It was a very unsatisfying sleep. While on the ski trip a few weeks ago, I dreapt 3 dreams one night, two of which were about death. There was a murder, then a car accident, then a dream about Claudia Schiffer. The next night I dreampt about murder again, which I found to be rather disturbing. |
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_________________ 5 54 pm pst [ on dreaming ] I have a smattering of dreams recorded here amongst my digital pages. I find no pattern of subject or onset; I tend to remember my dreams most vividly if I am awoken in the middle of them. I assume this is true of others. Matthew remarked the other night, that it is amazing that sleep can be restful with all the nonsense our mind is working through in our dreams. I found the statement to be very insightful. I wish I could record my dreams as they happen. I wish I could understand what issues I am working through. I wish I could clearly see how my daily activities translate into the meandering plots in my head at night. I want to do a better job of writing down my dreams. The more I try to remember them, the better i get at it, and I want to work on that. I don't want to find myself too busy to give my dreams the time and attention they deserve. |
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two years ago today: "The city was ringed with a marvelous circle of cream puff clouds this evening." * * * one year ago today: "We managed to write a handsome cgi script to display web stats."* * * |