There are times when a dream camcorder would be the perfect device to have. A camcorder to record and play back the stories you experience in your sleep, not another standard video recorder hyped as "a dream" in PR or in a paid for internet review.
Full HD would be appreciated, but, hey, give the engineers and mad scientists some extra years for that.
How often do you wake up and remember fragments of a dream, or not even bits and pieces, just that you had an interesting dream?
A few days ago, the author of this post woke up from loud laughter. The source of the laughter? The author.
The last ripples of the laugh made it past the cautious, disoriented blinking of the eye lids, then stopped.
What a bummer. There is no inkling of what happened in the dream, who or what caused a laugh deep enough and big enough to wake a person.
What is left of the night is best described as a residual glow, a small kernel of happiness, or a morsel of contentment. It has been quite stable for several days, and now the author is trying to determine whether it is trailing off. This kind of introspection does not come easy to our writer and may be tainted by the quantum effect - if you look at something, you change it.
In the absence of a dream cam, the writer decided to let go of the experience.
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