Sometimes in my dreams, I have interactions with people who no longer play a role in my waking life, like old friends, relatives, and former lovers. Some of them have passed away and are back for a visit. There’s always a strong telepathic element with whomever I encounter. Now and then, I feel tasked to address some unresolved issue, like I’m trying to make things right or clean up the past. At other times, I just explore all sorts of strange, interesting places. Every so often, I can fly, or bounce around like a giant rabbit, or run at incredible speeds. Occasionally, I’m part of a restless crowd, and we’re all waiting for a massive cataclysm to unfold, usually by the sea. Those are the most intense dreams, but the terror makes me feel so alive. I’ve spent years studying dreams. They’re still a mystery to me.
Sometimes in my dreams
