The past few weeks have been relatively dream-heavy and that’s a good thing, in my humble opinion. Unfortunately, most of them failed to pass through my self-imposed filter regarding what I will post here, so mention of them never appeared in this dream journal. Last night’s, however, was certainly okay to share.
In my dream…
…I’d just finished a short, rather bizarre dream that I felt good about because I thought it a good entry for a “dream competition” in which I was involved.
The details of this competition weren’t explained in the dream. I have no idea who was sponsoring it, nor why. But I did have the sense that the dreams of the competitors were being directly monitored by the governing body.
And I don’t remember any details about the short, rather bizarre dream that I thought would be a good entry. Some sketchy memories of it remained while my head was still on the pillow, but they’ve escaped me now.
