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!)

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Night of November 19-20, 2009

I remember, like a movie, watching a woman as she got chased around by a crazy assassin. It was set in fully modern times, it a sort of dystopian society. The assassin was more of a crazy serial killer and was amazing at what he did. It's very hard to remember the story but it was long and complicated. Before this, I remember talking with Bevan in San Francisco. I think that the latter dream morphed eventually directly into the former. The former wasn't actually a bad dream per se — just stressful.
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