Dreamer

It's raining right now.

This is the second storm in the past six hours. And I find myself vaguely reminded of a dream where I tell someone, and I'm not sure who, that I have to get off the phone because my mom doesn't like storms. Particularly since I just realized it happened about 40 minutes ago.

Deja Vu is the weirdest phenomenon, and I get it all the time. I don't realize when ever I have a deja vu dream. But I'm positive that it's a dream, because it's almost always the dreams that feel like they were only as long as five seconds. Most dreams feel like they exist for hours, even though they are only allowed to exist for the time we are in REM sleep. Which is not a very long time.

I couldn't tell you why I got the sudden urge to write a blog about dreams. Dreams are a lot of things. They are what you experience in REM sleep. They are the deepest ends of your imagination. They are your deepest fears regurgitated so that you dormant mind can handle it for your waking mind. They are the exploration of what if. They are your goals, aspirations, and dreams. They are so much at us, yet at the root they are not any part of us that we control. Not really anyways. And this includes the goals, aspirations, and dreams type. Because those kinds of dreams are what we want to accomplish, but there is a lot that isn't up to us about making it happen.

Dreaming,
Jess the Nerdfighting BandGeek

PS: This is the reason I haven't been posting much here.