Many a night I ponder, many a night I think, many a night I dream the dreams the angels forgot to take.
Night dreams, nightmares reality checks. Our psyche is like us being stranger in a strange land. How do we ponder what our minds can’t absorb. What is real or is it all real. Recording dreams can give us an insight into who we are as our greatest selves or worse adversaries. Who are you and why do you dream.
I am a dream weaver. Tell me your dreams.