Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Dreaming All Weird

I had a really weird dream last night.  There wasn't time between waking up and getting up this morning to think about it.  Now, the details have been forgotten.

There is a memory of not wanting to wake up. The knowledge it was a dream was there, yet the memory of what it was about seems to be inaccessible.  There is just the memory of the feeling that it was odd, but in a very comforting way.

We all dream every night.  With little time to think about them, dreams quickly fade from memory.  This dream was just so pleasant I really wish I could remember what it was. 

I say that, but if the memory suddenly returned of the night's dreaming, there would probably only be disappointment.  Perhaps it's the vagueness of memories that make them so dear.  Like a grainy picture of a loved one long ago lost.

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