Another crazy dream. These past two weeks have seen a resurgence in the frequency and "quality" (if you will) of my crazy dreams.
Some 30 years ago, I assiduously wrote down my dreams for at least a couple of years. I still have those dream journals, and the couple of times I've actually flipped one open to some random page and read a couple of entries, I didn't recognize some of the dreams at all. Even with the written description. Talk about being ephemeral. The epic ones, yes, always. They seem to stick around forever, or at least come back rapidly with the written reminder.
Anyhoo, that was just for a few years, and I long ago stopped writing them down except for the descriptions of a few that I've posted here over the years. I really should dump those journals -- except that I'd want to give them a quick read-through first. Something tells me it'll be harder than I think to let them go. Maybe I'll scan or tear out the pages with the few I'd really want to keep. That would get rid of a lot of bulk.
