My dreams used to be much more vibrant and mysterious when I was A) younger and B) regularly used psychedelics. I would dream of blowing along with petals in the wind through Japanese landscapes, or huge Mayan temples looming out in the mist of ancient valleys. These days I most just dream about dumb shit.
I once had someone tell me abstract dreaming is linked to creativity. I think it had something to do with which side of your brain is dominant. I don’t know if this is true.
I’ve yet to figure out why flying cars are a repeating element in my dreams of all things. They usually start stalling or something partway through, too.
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