Last night, I had yet another dream about the festival from January, but…it felt very different.
It felt like my current self. I was there, but it didn’t feel like I was really truly there: I was fully aware of the fact that I was dreaming, that every person I was was an illusion, that I wasn’t there; that it had already happened and I was living in a memory. It was over. I’d had the time of my life, and I was really back home, dreaming in my own bed. I was on the other side of the thought running through my head at the time, that some day it would all be a memory. Continue reading →
Cropped header image is my own photo. (It’s just a phone camera snap from last year, nothing professional.)
I’ve been exhausted as ever lately. I’m busy as I said, but my workload hasn’t let up like I thought it would, and at this point, even typing with perfect grammar and capitalisation is taking a little bit of energy. At the start of last month, I went to a music and gaming festival in the USA, flying from England. I had no rest at all after flying home, of course, but enough about exhaustion.
Ever since then, nearly every single dream I’ve had has been about that festival, and I can count on one hand the dreams I’ve had that haven’t been about, and even then, those all came after a literal one month solid block of nothing but dreams about it and the various aspects of everything about the trip. Continue reading →
Last night’s dream was of a very common type, a convention/festival one, but I feel compelled to write this down anyway.
The first part wasn’t a convention; instead, I was showing someone around a lavish castle (somebody who would later go to the convention with me; I don’t remember which one), though there were open swimming pools of water dotting around the entrances. Both the entrances and the castle were massive; several times the size and height of a normal castle. Some entrances went into large halls with more swimming pools. I decided to swim in a few of them for a while. I haven’t been swimming for a very long time so it was fairly satisfying. Continue reading →
A convention in a faraway town. A catastrophe at the hot springs caused by the appearance of new predators. The destruction of a mountain village. A misguided fight to the death in the mountains between two former soldiers trying to regain their lost glory.
And that’s only as far as I got.
In this dream, I found I could load, save and reset this day myself. The entire first half of the dream was spent in this day without me knowing; I chose to go to the faraway convention, completely missing every disaster happening that day. Mysteriously, I still kept everything I’d bought when I reset.
On the next loop, I spend the first half of this day at home with a friend. On the way out I looked at all the shirts I bought and wondered if it was worth it, not yet even aware of how relevant that thought was. Continue reading →
The day coming to a close, about to burn into night, the event drew ever closer to its conclusion. It had been televised all day on at least two channels, both speaking of it as the event of a lifetime. I couldn’t understand it for the life of me; it was a convention. Something that was lucky to even be mentioned at all in the news, let alone having it shown all day by news channels. I remained at home, sceptical of whatever this was. I knew what I was missing, and it was something I could go to another time.
Morning turned to afternoon, afternoon to high noon, high noon to evening; it wasn’t dying down at all, nor was the news’ excitement in showing it. Scepticism turned to interest and again to desire; I only had one chance. Continue reading →
Last night I had a dream more on the ordinary side. It was a convention dream, a recurring type of dream I’ve been having a lot recent. I’ve had panic dreams where I go to a convention without any money or ways to get home, dreams where I’ve arrived late, or even good ones packed solid and where the people I wanted to see were there. Continue reading →
I had an amazing time. This was my first Comic-Con and my second convention (although the last was 7 years ago.) Almost too amazing seeing as I’m still suffering from what some would call post-convention depression. I took photos of some cosplayers I thought had good cosplays. Continue reading →