The STUFF dreams are made of

February 9, 2010 at 1:23 pm 2 comments

I’m fascinated by the way the human mind processes information. More specifically, the stuff that happens in our daily life that is later woven into a dream.

Last night, I dreamed my mom and dad and some other people (?) were trying to get somewhere—I think it was a town I used to live in—but our vehicle was broken down and leaking stuff. 

I won’t go into all of the reasons, but a series of events happened yesterday that involved all of the main themes: THAT town, my folks (MOM especially), and our TRUCK in the shop. 

If only my mind was as efficient when I’m awake as it is during my sleep…  *sigh*

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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. mooch  |  February 9, 2010 at 3:42 pm

    at least you can remember the good dreams. My mind is so crazy I can’t remember anything!

    Reply
  • 2. okwriter2  |  February 9, 2010 at 7:25 pm

    I wish I could FORGET some of mine! 🙂

    Reply

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