I typically don't dream, or don't remember them vividly anyway, but a recent one got in my head.
What I remember is remarkably short. I was at my parent's old house (but slightly different) that I grew up in. I ran up the steps outside and when I turned and went inside the door, it was the same house, but abandoned, for decades. Just tattered cloth and grey rotting wood. I woke up almost immediately, but in that moment, it was like I fully understood the reality of the passage of time in a profound way. The feeling was an odd but powerful mix of deep sorrow and acceptance.
Just curious to hear about other experiences with dreams.
What I remember is remarkably short. I was at my parent's old house (but slightly different) that I grew up in. I ran up the steps outside and when I turned and went inside the door, it was the same house, but abandoned, for decades. Just tattered cloth and grey rotting wood. I woke up almost immediately, but in that moment, it was like I fully understood the reality of the passage of time in a profound way. The feeling was an odd but powerful mix of deep sorrow and acceptance.
Just curious to hear about other experiences with dreams.