Last night's dream:
I dreamed about a retreat to learn plant stuff... there was this handheld device, a blocky rectangle with two metal prongs that would zap the seedlings to stimulate growth.
Someone has spilled bleach in the clothing pile so my dark blue pants had white splotches. It was a bit awkward.
The rest is CW bugs (moth type) ( Read more... )
A thing I have noticed about my dreams is that if "maybe X could happen" pops into my head, it generally steers the dream that direction. Like, awake, my brain generates a bunch of "maybe"s but knows they aren't real, but dreaming, the reality/fantasy sense is turned off, and also my brain is generating the content, so a "maybe" pops up and becomes real. It's like... that voice you get going "you could step (or fall) off this cliff" or "you could swerve off road into the river" or whatever... is suddenly in control of *everything*.
I remember in last night's dream ( bugs )
I dreamed about a retreat to learn plant stuff... there was this handheld device, a blocky rectangle with two metal prongs that would zap the seedlings to stimulate growth.
Someone has spilled bleach in the clothing pile so my dark blue pants had white splotches. It was a bit awkward.
The rest is CW bugs (moth type) ( Read more... )
A thing I have noticed about my dreams is that if "maybe X could happen" pops into my head, it generally steers the dream that direction. Like, awake, my brain generates a bunch of "maybe"s but knows they aren't real, but dreaming, the reality/fantasy sense is turned off, and also my brain is generating the content, so a "maybe" pops up and becomes real. It's like... that voice you get going "you could step (or fall) off this cliff" or "you could swerve off road into the river" or whatever... is suddenly in control of *everything*.
I remember in last night's dream ( bugs )