Something I’ve been wondering about is dreams. Where do they come from? If they’re our subconcscious, when do we think them? Like if you dream about kissing someone you’re supposed to fall in love with them or stupid stuff like that? Maybe it’s just a rumor. How can you know to try your luck or not?
People do it every day though! “Oh, I had a dream I was hit by a bus! Better not go outside for the rest of my life!”
That’s taking it to the extreme.
If you dream you’re going to win a million dollars and then enter the lottery for the rest of your life every day, you’ve got a decent chance. Mostly because you’ve given yourself so many opportunities! Dreams aren’t real. That’s the point, I guess. No matter what you dream, there’s no guarantee it’s going to happen. I dreamed my two best friends were giant birds and I was the mother! That’s definitely not going to happen.
I guess it must be nice to fantasize. Like if someone dreams of meeting all their favorite band members in one night? That’d be awesome! Eventually you do have to wake up. That has to be the worse part about dreaming.
Maybe some people can’t face reality. Maybe they have to believe in their dreams to have something worth getting up for.
I wonder what most people dream of. Is it normal stuff like going to the mall? Or is it wild stuff like mine about flying around on a pterodactyl and shooting lasers out of its butt? Who knows. I wish it were possible for people to share dreams at the same time and interact. That’s what I’m praying is invented some day.