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forget-me-not

there are times when you should probably wake up
as some of you may have noticed, i have a fascination for dreams. sometimes, i record my dreams here, other times, i just record them and keep them for myself, because i know that explaining them directly would kind of ruin them. a lot of the time, i forget to write them down because i'm sure they'll stick with me, even though i know that my memory isn't as good as i believe it is. further complicating things is that i take certain medication that actually makes it much more difficult for me to remember my dreams, which is a serious bummer, because i like to take inspiration from my dreams for what i write. cut me off from that and i'm really not that creative at all.

but last night really takes the cake. i was having a dream that featured a lot of characters from "dexter". that's not in the least surprising, because dom and i have been watching previous seasons before we dive into the newly-released season 6. it's actually surprising that i haven't had more dexter-dreams lately. the thing is, this one wasn't particularly dark or violent, but more of a mystery that i was able to crack and damn, it felt really cool when i was able to put all the pieces together.

it felt cool enough that a part of my uber-brain stepped in and spoke to my frolicking mid-brain.

uber-brain :: uh, i know you're having fun and all, but this is kind of an interesting mystery and the solution you just came up with was very clever so, you know, you might want to take some notes.

mid-brain :: totally! this would make an awesome story! don't worry! i remember everything. hang on, i'm just going to dream it again so that i'm sure i have it.

uber-brain :: uh, yeah, it's sort of interesting that you can tivo the dreams, but seriously, i think that we should wake the body up and make her physically write some of this stuff down, because, no offence, you get distracted when the rest of the dream happens.

mid-brain :: sometimes, sure- although, i must say that's kinda cold- but if we wake her up, she's going to be all confused and write things down wrong. you remember the last time we did that? she wrote down the words "asteroid molestation" and we're all still trying to figure out that shit. just leave it to me. i know this is interesting and i'll remember it. i'm totally focused dude, you have no worries.

uber-brain :: ok, i get that, and yes, the "asteroid molestation" incident was sort of a disaster, but if we can get her awake enough to write phrases, she can be pretty good. and this is some detailed business to remember...

mid-brain :: dude, you need to chill out... relax... you're supposed to be asleep, ok? i have this one, i will make sure she knows so that she can write it down and put in in one of her stupid blog posts, or write it on a tissue by accident or whatever. but seriously, if you thought that was great, you should see the sequel?

uber-brain :: i'm kind of disturbed at the idea that we're actually dreaming in sequels.

mid-brain :: you will be totally convinced when you see this. it's got anderson cooper playing a rookie police officer.

uber-brain :: ok, anderson is good.

mid-brain :: check this out...

of course, my mid-brain turned out to be every bit as scattered as my uber-brain feared and now, while i have some of the details of my dream-mystery, they're really not that helpful, because i'm missing all the bits that made it so taut and tense in my dream. i can, however, remember the bit where we accidentally opened a box infested with a lot of black squirrels. that's the sort of thing that stays with you.

so what i've determined, after careful reflection is that the people who live in my head are kind of assholes who expect me to do all that heavy lifting. also, if you are in any way inclined to take writing inspiration from your dreams, train yourself to wake up at crucial points and write stuff down. even if all you end up with is the rather disturbing term "asteroid molestation", it's better than forgetting something that seemed really epic.

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