> > > Writing dreams down will help you remember your dreams more frequently and in more detail.
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> > This is so.
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> > > When I woke up I began writing furiously, and discovered that as I wrote I remembered more and
> > > more of the dream, and would have to go back and do inserts. I find writing on paper without lines
> > > helps, and keep one eye closed as you write. This allows your brain to lurk in part in the dream
> > > world (that is, if you are one of those woozey wakers) longer. One obsticle I'm dealing with
> > > currently is writing the plot out as I am very near to total conciousness, as frequently the
> > > nonsense of it simply can't be put into words, and I am naturally drawn to interpret my nocturnal
> > > meanderings.
> >
> > The main problem I have with writing dreams out is finding the time to do it. I remember some dreams really clearly, because I had time when I woke up to write them out in detail, but mostly I only have time to scribble out a couple of words, and then I forget everything not directly related to that couple of words.
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> > Paul
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> What I also like to do is draw maps. Most of my dreams take place in one or more locations, or like in the case of Gillian's apartment. I usally draw overhead maps and then 3d details of rooms, because perhaps I might soon find out the significance of certain details.

then there are always the dreams in which you DO understand everything.... i had one of those this morning. actually, i know exactly when it was - between 6:59 and 7:08, or something like that.... my last time allowing myself to push the snooze button.... i suppose i fell back asleep, but the fact that i was so close to consciousness had a lot to do with the fact that it made perfect sense, and still does, although some of the small details don't quite fit. i'm in a brave mood tonight, so here it is, although i'll probably hit myself for this tomorrow.

i was at the church where i go to youth group - i remember clearly that it was just after sunday school, although i don't normally go to sunday school there, and i was going to the first handbell rehearsal (i'm joining the high school handbell choir at the church this year). it made perfect sense that i was there though, because i'm going to be spending the night at my friend janice's house the night before the first handbell rehearsal, so i'll be at sunday school (really). anyway, janice wasn't there for some reason, so i walked down the hall and turned the corner so i could see the handbell room down the hall. a bunch of people were outside the room and the door was closed.... i don't remember who everyone was, but everyone who i DO remember is in handbells, so it wasn't weird that they were there (normally in my dreams people show up in places where it makes no sense for them to be). i walked up to them (well, specifically to two brothers in the group, one of whom i have a huge crush on - this is important) and asked if they were waiting for handbells - they said yes. at some point in here, i'm not sure when, the lights all went off, but it wasn't strange or anything. so, i was leaning against the wall next to the guy (whose name i'm not going to give, just because it kinda scares me to have this out here, although he'll never see it most likely)... his brother was on his other side, and for some reason we all slid down the wall so we were sitting on the floor with our backs to the wall, we were all laughing.... and somehow we moved over so we were lying in the hall, which didn't seem strange at all, remember, the lights were off... and then he pulled me over so my head was on his shoulder and started stroking my back ever so lightly... this was really weird, because although we're pretty good friends, as far as I know (and a month ago this was a definite fact) he doesn't like me as anything more than a friend. i was so happy, and i can still feel the shivers going up and down my spine... i remember thinking "He's mine now... no, don't think that, just enjoy it while its going on". for some reason after a couple minutes we sat up and we were talking and laughing about something... when we laid back down, i didn't put my head back on his shoulder, but he said "hey, get back here" or something like that and pulled my head back onto his shoulder and started rubbing my back again.... btw, his brother was there the whole time, but didn't have much of an impact on the dream... i remember he was there, though. i was so happy.... and then my alarm went off. i could have cried i was so disappointed...

when i think about it, i really can somewhat interpret it.... both the guy and handbells have been things that i've been worried about lately, so that's where they came from, i suppose... just wishful thinking... but some of the stuff... like when i think about it, he wasn't just rubbing my back, he was rubbing farther down, if you know what i mean, which is strange, because 1) it's not something i would ever let any guy do, but i didn't stop him and 2) it's not something he would ever do, anyway... actually, the whole putting my head on his shoulder's something he probably wouldn't even do (he's a tad on the shy side when it comes to stuff like that), but i can see how that's just my wishful thinking.... there's some stuff in there that i really can't understand where it came from though.

so that's my dream contribution to this ongoing conversation... i probably will kick myself for this later, but since i didn't put up my big deep one a while back, i figure, hey, why not.... and i still remember it so clearly, it's odd... anything to say, anybody?

uni"don't i wish..."peg