My dreams, when I remember them, are actually kind of fun. 95% steeped in reality, but with just one or two things off kilter. Maybe I get pulled over by a cop that has ice cream truck music as a siren. Or I go shopping and only get 50 jars of grape jelly. All while singing "Doe, a dear".
I feel relaxed afterward.
I feel relaxed afterward.
"For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring." - Carl Sagan