record my dreams

I managed to somehow squeeze a dream out of my memory this morning, but it felt like squeezing water out of a rock. Yesterday, I woke up from my nap and I’d been preparing to record the dream even before I was fully awake, but this morning, I had to completely jolt myself into consciousness and THEN try to remember the dream, after the effort of waking myself up had already erased a lot of it. sigh

And after all that, it was a dream about buying insurance and moderated websites. Though I was amused to see that websites look like little islands in my dreamworld.

I didn’t get a dream written down this morning, so I took a nap with the firm intention of recording whatever dreams I had… and boy, did I ever dream! I think this one gets the award for “Most Macabre, Yet Still Amusing.”

I started out with 68 entries in my journal recounting dreams from the last four years. After 3 days, I am up to 71 – good on me!

I think I’ll take myself as having met this goal when I’ve double the number of dreams I have recorded – from 68 to 136.