where do i go when i fall asleep?
i dream almost every night. it’s as if my mind refuses to let the day end when i close my eyes. instead, it gathers everything happening in my life; conversations, worries, tiny details i barely noticed and transforms them into surreal scenes and strange little storylines.
honestly, it’s pretty amazing. while my body rests, another version of me steps into a different dimension. a place where logic bends and reality becomes something fluid. i get to live whole experiences that feel as real as anything i do when i’m awake.
sometimes i wake up with the sense that i’ve actually been somewhere else. as if I’ve traveled, met people, and lived a parallel life overnight. those mornings feel interesting in a way; a sense that i’ve brought something back with me, even if i can’t name it.
dreams are strange like that. they borrow from our lives but return them to us in a new shape. and even when they make no sense at all, they still leave an imprint.