Dreams
I thought about keeping a hand-written journal of my dreams, but based on the experience I had recently of recording a dream on notebook paper, and then scanning it for a WordGoddess entry, I decided to just throw up a simple blog and spare my poor wrist. I can type faster than I can write, anyway.
My dreams have been really screwed up for a while, now. I don’t necessarily believe in dream interpretation or that my subconscious is trying to tell me something. I don’t pick apart every little nuance and spend vast amounts of energy looking up the implications in the dream interpretation book my former boss once gave me (it’s really a silly book). Mostly, I think that dreams are a manifistation of recent thoughts, conversations, television programs or movies seen recently, books read recently, and the like. Yet, some dreams that I’ve experienced as of late have been completely out of the blue and unrelated to anything happening in my life at all.
Journals and blogs that include rambling descriptions of the dreams of the authors hold very little interest to me, which is why I’ve chosen to keep a separate blog, instead of including this on Colloquial or Snerkology. I feel that these dreams of mine have been so vivid lately, and I’ve woken from them with such profound feelings and reactions, that I really ought to record them.
So that’s the purpose of this blog. If this sort of thing interests you, I welcome comments and feedback. But really, I’m just using this area and this format as a form of self-exorcism.
