I have to begin with an apology. I hate it when people talk to me about their dreams, and that's what I'm about to do. Sorry. But it's not the dream I'm going to talk about, it's the dream that I had after I fell asleep within my dream and dreamed. In that second-tier dream, I was putting things away in my kitchen and I woke up with a start in my bed. Then a second or two later I woke up again and realized that I was having dream within a dream, and I was now finally in the real world. I'm worried, not because I'm susceptible to inception, but because even my dreams inside of my dreams are boring. Putting knives away in the kitchen? That's not what people are talking about when they say "dreams can come true."
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
I Incepted Myself
I have to begin with an apology. I hate it when people talk to me about their dreams, and that's what I'm about to do. Sorry. But it's not the dream I'm going to talk about, it's the dream that I had after I fell asleep within my dream and dreamed. In that second-tier dream, I was putting things away in my kitchen and I woke up with a start in my bed. Then a second or two later I woke up again and realized that I was having dream within a dream, and I was now finally in the real world. I'm worried, not because I'm susceptible to inception, but because even my dreams inside of my dreams are boring. Putting knives away in the kitchen? That's not what people are talking about when they say "dreams can come true."
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