[idle thought]

[wispfox]

People dream about crazy, crazy things. Sometimes, though, it's fairly realistic. Most of my dreams, at least the ones I remember, are realistic (at least according to my perhaps not terribly realistic idea of realism, since physics doesn't always factor into what I think should be possible).

I have never, ever, ever dreamed about having children. Not being pregnant, not birthing them, not raising them. I don't even dream about having pets, although I have one.

For some reason, this is fascinating the hell out of me at the moment.

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[melanie.livejournal.com]

i never, ever, ever "get any" in my dreams. i can't even get kissed. damn it. :,-(

[beowabbit]

My dreams often have elaborate social context in them — I’ll dream not just about a particular person (real or only dreamed), but about a dream-person within a whole dream social network and occasionally even a whole culture or civilization. I’ll dream about the comforting feeling of looking across a room and seeing a clump of people I have a particular connection with, or of daily life against the background of the struggle against an imaginary totalitarian state, or of the rich imaginary history I have with an imaginary lover. Or about real people too, of course, but I find the elaborate, if implied, backstory even more startling when it’s created from whole cloth by my subconscious.

You know, I guess none of this is really surprising.

(Hooray for wireless at the Diesel, BTW.)