I always find my dreams as erie as it sounds to be very dark, I find them never to have a lot of light to them, and I rarely see faces but I know who the people are in my dreams, which is strange to me. I also never remember sounds at all it's more of how I am solving problems in a subconscious way, because if I am to remember my dreams the next day, I always find it is me trying to solve something that is troublesome in my life. If terms of me trying to move around to my dreams, I never walk to different places, I usually have flashes to the next place I want to be, do to the fact that I am an inpatient person and I want the next thing to happen as quickly as possible. I find it so strange how our dreams really only last for three seconds but when we're dreaming they seem like they are lasting for three hours.
Yesterdays text in reference to one of my pivotal moments when I first moved to Boston would probably go something like this...
I stepped out in the a canvas of dark purples, blues, and reds and continued down the smokey concrete pathway. The monsterous skyscrapers tower over me and bring me back to when I was three years old and was standing in between my parents, it brings back that sense having little control and not knowing what's really going on and having these dark figures towering above me. I FLASH to the dark subway station standing at the top of the dark dirty escalator as it keeps moving down into the dark abyss of transportation, a feeling of fear and anxiety overwhelms me. FLASH, surrounded by tall dark green trees the smell of clean air the sounds of the brooks of running water surrounding me; but no fear or anxiety, but a sense of happiness and comfort, I know I am home.
In this dream I created it as if I were actually dreaming it, in the sense of how the colors are being dark. The darkness of the colors do not scare me, but it is more how they are surrounding me. I prefer my dream version, because it seems more intere
