I wish I could have a Polaroid camera installed in my head, so that I can easily push the button whenever I have a good dream in my sleep. It’s too bad that when I wake up from a dream, I will still be able to remember what it was about for some seconds, but then it suddenly disappears without a trace in the next second.
If you ask why Polaroid camera instead of digital video camera: nah… in my point of view, Polaroid camera would be the most appropriate tool that can make a dream remain as much possible as a dream. No repository; dreamy colors; printed in patches, which will make it stay as mysterious as it is as you try to solve the puzzle and the meaning behind. Got confused by this explanation? Don’t worry, I’m no less confused…
But I do remember some of my dreams. Though these sticky ones are usually the kind of nightmares full of terrors. Most of them are about chasing. Either I chase some people or I am the one who’s being chased and in hidings. Sometimes I dream the same dream over and over again. I dreamed about my childhood house and high school several times, even though some locations were unreal. Some dreams are like déjà vu, where I would tell myself inside the dream, “I think I’ve been here before, I knew this would have happened!” or during a bad nightmare, “Wake up, wake up, it’s just a dream.”
When I was a child I sleeptalked a couple of times. I know ‘cos my mom said so and I woke up one time still laughing so hard. I don’t know whether I still do it until now, but I don’t think so. Never had a terrifying or a hilarious dream for a long time now (the only way that caused me sleeptalking). Maybe it’s because I don’t have any unconscious anxiety in my mind nor that I run into a super funny conversation with friends lately. A bit sad for the last part. I can’t remember when was the last time I laugh until my stomach hurt.
Instead, I’m having such a terrible stomachache since the morning. That’s why mama said not to put just any trash into your stomach. Huhuhu…
If you ask why Polaroid camera instead of digital video camera: nah… in my point of view, Polaroid camera would be the most appropriate tool that can make a dream remain as much possible as a dream. No repository; dreamy colors; printed in patches, which will make it stay as mysterious as it is as you try to solve the puzzle and the meaning behind. Got confused by this explanation? Don’t worry, I’m no less confused…
But I do remember some of my dreams. Though these sticky ones are usually the kind of nightmares full of terrors. Most of them are about chasing. Either I chase some people or I am the one who’s being chased and in hidings. Sometimes I dream the same dream over and over again. I dreamed about my childhood house and high school several times, even though some locations were unreal. Some dreams are like déjà vu, where I would tell myself inside the dream, “I think I’ve been here before, I knew this would have happened!” or during a bad nightmare, “Wake up, wake up, it’s just a dream.”
When I was a child I sleeptalked a couple of times. I know ‘cos my mom said so and I woke up one time still laughing so hard. I don’t know whether I still do it until now, but I don’t think so. Never had a terrifying or a hilarious dream for a long time now (the only way that caused me sleeptalking). Maybe it’s because I don’t have any unconscious anxiety in my mind nor that I run into a super funny conversation with friends lately. A bit sad for the last part. I can’t remember when was the last time I laugh until my stomach hurt.
Instead, I’m having such a terrible stomachache since the morning. That’s why mama said not to put just any trash into your stomach. Huhuhu…
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I am sure you have dreamed about food many times. hahaha
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