Dream log & a quote
I guess I could start doing this on my blog. I feel it's a safe enough place to pour my dreams out into. No one really reads this anyway (or DO YOU) and it's for my benefit more than anything else.
All I remember in my dream was going on a date with someone and I know it went well, but I forgot to call them back. I was in some sort of weird building consulting with my sister on what to do.
I need to write these dreams down faster so I don't forget. Read somewhere that like 30% of the dream is forgotten in five minutes and 80% in ten minutes. Something like that.
Interesting quote that's kind of similar to the creation question from yesterday.
" ... imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, 'This is an interesting world I find myself in - an interesting hole I find myself in - fits me rather neatly, doesn't it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!' This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it's still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything's going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. "
-Douglas Adams
All I remember in my dream was going on a date with someone and I know it went well, but I forgot to call them back. I was in some sort of weird building consulting with my sister on what to do.
I need to write these dreams down faster so I don't forget. Read somewhere that like 30% of the dream is forgotten in five minutes and 80% in ten minutes. Something like that.
Interesting quote that's kind of similar to the creation question from yesterday.
" ... imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, 'This is an interesting world I find myself in - an interesting hole I find myself in - fits me rather neatly, doesn't it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!' This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it's still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything's going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. "
-Douglas Adams
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