Return of the dreams
I don’t know why my dreams ever left, but they did. And starting about a week ago, maybe a little less, they have returned.
This morning’s dreams involved a) my dad making phone calls to borrow money, b) Mia Wasikowska behaving like a somewhat crazy person with her head shaved (and me being in a movie with her some time ago), and c) several dreams about me traveling and sharing living space with other people during the process, such as staying in “hostel” like places.
I haven’t returned to the point where there is no difference between having a “dream” and being awake (in terms of my own consciousness), but at least I seem to be headed back in that direction.
I have no explanation for why my dreams went away so strongly, other than to guess that my health issues had a real impact on them, and perhaps on my sleep state in general. Now that my health is getting better, the dreams are coming back, and for me, that’s a good thing.