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 18, 2010

Night of September 14-15, 2009

I had a pretty big and fun dream however I woke up a few minutes before my alarm and fell back asleep. I guess that's how fleeting they are.
[five minutes later] Oh yeah, I vaguely remember now. I was going to college and I was gonna live in an English cottage type of house. The ones with the thatched roofs and that are in the “villages”. I would only get a few suitcases for all my stuff and I wouldn't get the rest for almost a year. It was very hard to figure out what to bring and I was pretty lost. Even through I was on a schedule, I just sorta walked around my room, confused and discombobulated.
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