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[mirrorage]

i dreamt that i was wandering around in this very large wooden house. In one of the rooms I found Gonzalo just sitting on a couch. I came up to him and asked him where we were, and he asked me who I was. He didn't know me at all. Then he began to run away, and I chased after him, yelling at him to slow down. I went through all of these rooms going

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[inuitpromise]

whoooa that's really intense.. it's crazy that in your dreams you actually are aware of the limitations of that "reality" and the unfairness of the other reality (the real one, or the one we perceive as real) becomes obvious. in my dreams i am always aware that i am dreaming, but i never tell anyone i see in the dream because i know they don't know that i'm dreaming - because i believe it's actually happening, in an alternate reality, and not just in my head. and most of the time i really like my dream "reality" and don't want it to end, so i keep it going while knowing that it's not really real. and a lot of the time i am in unlikely situations with unlikely relatices/friends/acquaintances and i don't want them to doubt that it's real. it's weird. dreams are so crazy. i think about this stuff all the time!!