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 20-21, 2009

I remember a sort of random free-association following a few people's lives. For example, I remember a boy in Malaysia or Thailand. We knocked down a bee's nest and then ran inside to hide from the bees as they came after us. The doors were sliding wooden frames with a plastic “perfect for stopping them.” The bees themselves were nearly two feet long with six-inch stingers. At the same time, they sorta resembled locusts. Scared that there might be some other giant deadly bug like a spider, I wake up.
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