Today's dream: A Brief Journey in the Forest

I had a dream today that I did not feel motivated to write down because it was too menial. However, I decided against that first impulse because if I fail to write a dream, it will only trigger a decline in my dream memory and I will start to remember less and less about my dreams in the future. I like remembering my dreams, so I will write it however boring it is.

During the first part of the dream, I remember that there were two people talking about homosexuality. There were a man and a woman, and the man was basically saying that he didn't like the idea of homosexuality and that it disgusted him, and the woman was ashamed and I kind of saw in her imagination that she was herself bisexual and had been in lesbian situations. I wondered what was so right or wrong about any kind of sexuality, but didn't express my opinion or even emit any judgement.

During the second part of my dream, I was in a forest and people were camping there. I don't know if I had been kidnapped or anything. All I know is that I wanted to get away from these people. They started to pack to go somewhere else and I seemed to be complying, but what I did was that I walked into the forest and simply kept walking, admiring all the plants, the big trees, the little ones, the leaves on the ground, the shrooms and the animals. At a certain point, I saw a bigger animal which was kind of like a tailless racoon. It reminded me of Teemo.

I ran after the racoon and I lost it in the forest. I kept walking forward until I got to a big fence that was very colourful. I think this was the only part that seemed particularly interesting to me in the dream. The fence was very dense, not just the normal squares but double and triple squares, and it was not the normal metal colour but it had a lot of white and some light tones of yellow, blue, green and red, all in pastel tones. I walked beside it, tracing it, and told myself "Yeah, that's right, I have to follow the fence if I want to reach a door, like following rivers to find civilisation when you're lost".

I started following the fence and don't remember anything else. I don't know whether I stayed in this dream for a while or I woke up.

However pointless my dreams may be, they hold great mysticism to my mind when I'm just waking up. They're like different worlds, deep within the cracks of my mind, that I somehow find when I go to sleep. It's fun to see these places that are so different to anything I could find in real life even if I tried. I also don't know if I feel my emotions more intensely in my dreams, but I do feel somewhat intense emotions when I think about my dreams (and these emotions are hard to find regarding anything else short of a heavily inspiring movie or book).

Another reason why I like my dreams is that they are a boost to my creativity. Sometimes I don't know what to add that could be interesting, and I use randomisers in order to get a sense of originality, but when it comes to dreams, it's like I just have to go to sleep in order to obtain a free world that I can rewrite into whatever kind of world I am creating. I don't do this a lot lately, but many of my stories in the past were based on dream situations. I planned to make a story out of the King of Meat dream or the dream about the Man-Beast, but I wasn't very energetic those days. I'm not very energetic today either but I think I'm shifting again toward activity. (I get active for a few months and then I head back into hybernation.)