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Weird Dreams

It's been three months since I arrived in Ithaca and in the first two months, I barely remembered a single dream. Since then, I've had some very vivid dreams about different people and oddly enough, they haven't been the people that have been the most important in my life over the past few years. I also haven't dreamed about anyone who has given me grief over the last few months and sadly, even with my absence physically, they have far outweighed the others. I also haven't had any involving the people that I normally dream about, which leads me to believe a good part of me has let them go, for better or for worse.

My dreams have been rather subdued, despite being weird. I think the weirdness comes from how ordinary they have been and knowing I'm someone who usually has dreams that make The Cell look like staring at a blank wall. I've also found that these aren't people I normally even think about during the waking hours, which makes their inclusion all the more odd. I think the strangest part is that they are all female, but in no way have the dreams been sexual. In fact, they've almost been sisterly in appearance, while not people I have ever thought that way about. With the exception of one person, they haven't been people I've ever been in a romantic situation or possible situation with. Meaning, these aren't people I've ever had any chemistry with, other than friendship.

I try an analyze my dreams normally, but I've kind of let these go. I find when I'm not sleeping, I have too many things bothering me lately to worry about what my subconscious is telling me. Maybe I should listen, but I don't have the energy. I think the most interesting thing is that I've woken twice and thought of people, not necessarily in my dreams and something about them popped up during the day. One was a happy memory and one was a sad one. In many ways, I need them though, because it made sense of why I awoke to them in my mind.

Well, as usual, it's 5am and I'm just going to sleep. Hopefully some more interesting dreams are ahead and maybe some closure and new beginnings are hinted. We'll see.

Bon Nuit!

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