(I feel like I’m being repetitive by choosing Rosetta, but…it turns out it’s been over two years since I last used their tracks. I still love Wake/Lift, so I choose this one. I’m listening to (Temet Nosce) from the same album on my fifth repeat as I type this. It’s so relaxing…on another note, no, it isn’t meant to be an Ocarina of Time/Majora’s Mask reference, really, but it can be one if you want.)
I have to say, for only two hours of sleeping to try and recover from illness, that left a mark on me. The third dream was the most real that a dream’s ever felt to me, from the photo-taking right down to the way I remember myself speaking. It makes me feel kinda wistful that I don’t really have any person to go on summer adventures with right now. I don’t want to feel like I’m wasting the summer, but then again, we’ve had nothing but rain for the last week or two. It’s also been a while since I ended a dream by realising I was in a dream. I remember when I was younger, realising I was in a dream would make the dream turn into a nightmare, so I learned to stop doing that…I’m seriously sad that hub/centre doesn’t exist though, since it seemed like such a cool idea. Oh well…
So Celeste (and Kingmaker implied) from Beginning of the End comes back, huh? I’m surprised. The stargazing was pretty beautiful if I remember. I don’t get too many chances to stargaze in real life any more, though I’ll always remember the few times I saw a shooting star walking home. The mansion’s technology was running Windows 7 or something similar if I remember, yet the other technologies seemed to be a lot more advanced. It’s a dream I’ve probably had a few times before though, similar ones anyway, so I’m not sure if I have TOO much to say on this one…it had kind of a Southern (USA) touch to it? I liked it myself.
I just hope for more interesting dreams, I guess? I can’t really tell when my lazy days and my busy days will be anymore.
You can probably tell the standard set of excuses I’m going to use for not being active, so I’ll just dispense with them for now.
The spirit seemed pretty friendly in that dream, so it’s a shame I didn’t see more of them…I’m also disappointed I don’t remember any of the locations, though looking through the window of an office in a train car and seeing the Alps was an amazing sight. The United States will seemingly always be in my dreams, though I have no plans to go back there now. I’ve been thinking of travelling to break the fatigue and ennui that seems to have onset over the last few months, but I don’t really have the money for that, so I might just go on a few big days out across my home country. That’s pretty exciting as well, though.
If I remember correctly, I listened to this before I went to bed on the night
Last dreamlog on that festival, I SWEAR it!! This dream had a real “moving on” feel to it. I’m finally over the event, it seems, even if some part of my mind is already making some plans on what to do about the 2018 one.
It definitely felt strange to be in full control again in a dream. For the last year I’ve been mostly totally unaware I was dreaming, even recalling false memories in some of them. I’m not sure if I’ve ever dreamed something that close to an actual memory of mine before, though. The last day of that convention is really something. It feels sad that you’re not going to see everyone for another year (and that’s assuming you’re even going next year) yet also…happy? It’s the last day with everyone for a long time and you know you have to make the best of it. As you can tell, goodbyes and thinking about them is something I’m maybe a little too fixated on. I’m not the best at letting go, but who is?
I’m hoping for some more interesting dreams. I still can’t believe I’ve been running this blog for over 3 years. Maybe I should try to sharpen my writing again? My dreamlog style currently seems to be stuck in an awkward spot between “factual recall” and “story writing”. I’m not too bothered though.
I think I’ve posted that video somewhere else on this blog? My music taste always feels SO limited when I make these posts, but I SWEAR it’s not anywhere near that limited. Counting Youtube + own music library + Soundcloud + other assorted sources, I have about…15,000 tracks? Not a lot of them are stuff that really fit this blog though…too bad :(
I was surprisingly casual about the end of the universe in this dream. I like that. I’d be fine with it if that was how I’d react to it for real. I’m fairly blasé about a lot of things, so I’d hope so…a dream in which the universe is ending and I barely even care? That’s a good feeling. I know that might sound terrible, but it’s preferable to worrying myself to death.
it was a very interesting dream. It feels like Kingmaker was almost certainly named for an event it somehow played a role in, even if it never appeared in the sky. Celeste really did look fantastic though. The summer home was somehow the best part of the dream. It was so cushy…my own home seemed so cold and barren in comparison. I’m just glad to have a memorable dream. When I started this blog, my dreams were interesting enough to warrant even starting this blog, but over time, they’ve been getting less and less interesting…they’re almost 100% “days out” dreams nowadays, which is a shame. I still remember first noticing that I’d been getting less and less “flying” dreams. But I’m okay with it.
Korean girl groups aren’t really something I listen to, but this was one of the videos I was shown by someone and I’m fairly sure this was the group performing in my dream, hence why one of the people I was with was so eager to dance.
Yep, you guessed it; I’m STILL having dreams influenced by the festival I went to at the start of this year.
I live a fairly uninteresting life, so you have to give me at least that a festival like that would be the highlight of my year. This year I didn’t go to so many live shows at that festival, but I do remember seeing a really great live band with a friend and dancing until late-ish (my flight home was the following morning, so only around 1:30am). It always feels great to cut loose and just dance until your body can’t take it any more, even if you know you’ll be paying for it for the next week.
Sorry if this seemed kind of snippy. There were other parts of the dream I eventually decided to cut, and it’s fairly late right now, so maybe I’m a bit tired. I don’t write as much as I used to…shame :( I still do have a lot of ideas. I guess I’m going to spend every May from here on wishing I could do Story A Day, but not doing it. Life gets tougher.
I guess I still seem kinda snippy in this post? Sorry, sorry. I can’t help it. I guess I’ll end it here then. Goodnight!
I’m imagining that music not to the dream itself, but maybe to a vlog-style video I’d make about the experience. (I don’t make vlogs, but it fits, right?)
(Also, wow, I’ve been so busy that I forgot I missed this blog’s 3-year anniversary. It’s unbelievable…3 years I’ve been running this? Though usually all it means is that I start disliking more and more of my old work as the definition of “old” work changes…I guess I don’t have a lot of time to relax and write any more)
So, yeah, it’s been an almost solid month of dreams about a festival I went to for a few days. I always have con dreams for a week or two after a convention but I’ve never had recurring dreams this frequently, nor for this long. Usually the ones I do have are scattered apart. Who knew even dreams about good things could be exhausting?
I’m out of money after the festival, though…spent around £1500 for the whole thing, and the dollar-pound exchange rate is somehow still awful right now, not to mention that for some reason, there I didn’t find a single place in DC, Maryland or Virginia that wasn’t more than happy to rip me off for prices that would warrant refusing to buy anything and walking out anywhere else ($6 for toothpaste and $3.50 for a bottle of water? Seriously?)
And sorry if I don’t post much. To post I have to A) actually have a dream worth writing down and B) enough time in the day to write it down and C) a time in the day to write it that’s early enough that I don’t forget to write it down. But this blog is nowhere near dead, so don’t worry!