Dreams

One good result of this summer is that I am dreaming again.

For a long time now I haven't remembered my dreams, or had any consciousness of dreaming. Unless it is the first few nights after long travel: then I am aware of them and sort of remember them for a few days, then that fades.

However, for the last month I've been experiencing long, vivid narrative dreams in color--the kind I used to have all the time. The plots are long and winding, quirky, filled with characters. Weird, but deeply satisfying.

I certainly hope these won't disappear with the new semester!

Pearl