A Dream Journal

I'd tried and failed several times to keep diaries of my day to day life but every time I made an entry, I felt I was simply repeating myself as it was all stuff I'd just already done and said. I have a knack for remembering my dreams so it came to me as the perfect hobby to try and remember my dreams and write them down the best I could. Dreams have always interested me and considering we spend much of our lives sleeping, I find it'd be a shame to forget all that time, strolling in our own subconscious.
Here is my dream journal, remembered the best I can, for your enjoyment and consideration.
(Please don't be worried by the relatively old dates in the titles of the posts. The journal is originally on paper and I'm currently typing it all up, posting it progressively from oldest to newest. This blog is still very much alive!)

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Night of August 1-2, 2009

I remember most of the dream was normal. Ok, that doesn't mean anything. Uh... I remember it was pretty much real life. I was near some parks in England. When suddenly, there was a massive explosion on the horizon. I can only describe it as soft, as it wasn't like much heat or fire but just the huge flash and giant shockwave. Out of nowhere, cars were thrown fifty feet in the air. The weird thing is that buildings, cars, and scenery got hit the most, I wasn't thrown in the air however. It was like walking in really strong wind while the same blast blew out windows and uplifted trees. All that only lasted a few seconds. That dream world truely ended when I woke up.

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