Hey, Lisa, you’ll never guess what I dreamed…
That is how I wake up nearly every morning. “Dave, you need to write these down,” is Lisa’s near constant reply. Very few of my dreams can be considered broadly entertaining, I doubt they have any great meaning, and I can see no reason for anyone but myself to be interested in them. But there is some drive inside me to set some of these down.
Dreams are not the easiest things to recall. The more I try and remember, the more I know I have let something pass; like a déjà vu the feeling of something missed is felt, but the totality of it is gone. I know I have many more dreams in any given night than I can recall or thus write about. Many I can only evoke glimpses of, or fleeting feelings from… I know they were dreamt (and much more completely), but the full experience has have faded from my conscious.
I have done my best to be as true as possible to my dreams as I recreate them in writing. I try to center on what the dreams’ focus was, and describe that which stands out from it. I could fill in a lot more details once I am awake if I wanted, but that is not my purpose; I want to reconstruct the original dream.
We will never know the why of dreams, and rarely do we understand the what. Some are lucky enough to be inspired by them, and go on to create great things pushed on by their memories of their inner visions. But most people wake and move on, never taking a moment to reflect on the beauty of the dream.
And, so, this blog. I just thought I should get busy and write down some of my wacky visions from my nightly dreams. Lisa says my dreams are cool… they are certainly wild. I doubt they are entertaining to anyone but me.
But here they are… anyway.
A NOTE TO MY FRIENDS
I know a lot of my friends will appear here; I dream a lot about the people around me. I am lucky to have a lot of really great people as friends. I was worried about using their names, and thought through just how I would name the real people. First, I thought to change the real names (to protect the innocent!), but that would be too much overhead to keep consistent. I ended up deciding to use everyone’s real first names, but not identifying them by last names. My friends will be able to identify themselves, and some other people to be sure. I just ask you to remember that these are dreams, and not real, conscious thoughts and desires; please do not hold me accountable in the real world for what my mind does in the freedom of the night. None of this is personal, it is all about fun and entertainment.