Dreamland

So I've been having some weird dreams lately, which has gotten me wondering why my dreams are less vivid now than they used to be. When I was in elementary and middle school, my dreams were loud and bright and remembered. But now they are often only whispers or shadows to my waking mind. In contrast, this past week I have had three vivid dreams that my conscious self somehow ended up retaining. Weird. Maybe it has something to do with stress. Although I'm as stressed this week as ever, so who knows.

My friend was telling me about a recurring dream she used to have, and that made me wonder whether dreams actually mean anything like a lot of superstitious people think, or if they're just our grey matter filtering through things it hasn't had time to process while we're conscious. Or maybe it's a bit of both. Regardless, I think it's high time our conscious and unconscious minds learn to work in better harmony. If I could remember all of the cool things my half-asleep self thinks, I'd have a lot of creative juices flowing, let me tell you! (Tangential side-note, does it bother anyone else that regardless and irregardless mean the SAME thing...?)

Rambling thoughts aside, I wouldn't trade my conscious life for a dream one, but I sure wish that some of what I've dreamed could come true.