When I was a teenager I started writing down my dreams as soon as I woke up. Most of them were disjoined and didn’t make sense, but on occasion I would get a really wild ride. I dreamed one night that I was sitting on a road with my legs out in front of me and I was zoooooming down that road. I’ve had the same dream but I was sitting in a wooden chair that was just hauling ass down a road. It was a blast.
I dreamed that I was flying once, and had this flying suit on but I kept hitting power lines.
My ability to remember my dreams expanded once I started writing them down and I think my dreams also became more lucid. I recommend against writing your dreams down unless you’re ready for them to become a lot more realistic than you’d probably like. The flying thing is a wonder, trust me, but if you ever get to the point you’re being visited by a ghost, well, it can be disconcerting.
One of the most surreal dreams I have ever had I was sinking into dark blue water and looking up as I sank. I could breathe liquid but it was a little harder than breathing air. I woke up as it got too dark to see the sunlight at the surface and I felt really cold. Years later, watching the film, “Double Jeopardy” there was a scene very much like the one I had dreamed.
What’s your most surreal or favorite dream?
Mike writes regularly at his site: The Hickory Head Hermit
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