What can I say ? Having started to write these dream logs
, I've become more obsessed with remembering my dreams
. I sometimes mid-dream think that "this I will have to remember!" To no avail. I can only remember the very last dream sequence
I have in the morning.
This morning it was yet again about old friends, but this time a strange encounter with them. I somehow got to be with them, without being there. For them, I was not present. I was spying on them. They were talking about me. Their lives were changing in different ways. Some got married. Then all of a sudden everything fast-forwards to a distant future. They are old. Their wives are old.
What was this about ?