My dreams have taken an odd turn and seem a little more vivid as of late. I managed to make some notes on one of them and this is what I remember.
A couple of nights ago, this dream involved me being at a radio station with some “colleagues” to be interviewed about The Scarefest, a horror and paranormal convention that I am a part of.
This must be my week for strange and vivid dreams.
This one is particularly hard to piece together so please bear with me. When I do these journals I write down the broad themes and then try to fill in the details as they pop into my head. I know it makes my writing style a little “jerky”. This dream had a lot of seemingly unrelated elements.
Last night I went to a party. It felt like a reunion, but I only recognized a few people.
I probably won’t be much good to anyone today as I FARMED ALL DAMNED NIGHT.
I had a very vivid (if factually muddled) dream last night. I suspect it reflects some things that have been in the back of my mind more than any message that might be buried in it, but here goes.
The location was “the farm” in late autumn. This farm pops up from time to time in my dreams. It is based on the farm where I grew up. Most of the geographical features are there, but it always has these glaring anomalies that separate it from the real place.