the other night i had this dream that i skipped three of my classes for about five straight weeks, and because it had been so long since i had attended, i was was kind of embarrassed to even show my face. i didn't want to deal with the disdain from the professors or try to catch up on five weeks of material before the finals for the classes. i just knew i was going to fail at least one of the classes and therefore wouldn't graduate.
the only problem with this dream is that i graduated eleven years ago.
it is not the first college dream i've had since i graduated either. and they've all been set at a place that looks almost, but not entirely like my college. in the dream it's a dark place with a somewhat gothic look rather than the sundrenched southwestern motif of the actual college. it makes me wonder where we get our dream sets. not only does my brain create this fictitious campus, but it reuses it. it's a familiar place, and i always know where to go. it's not like my brain doesn't know what the real campus looks like. so why doesn't my dream set approximate the real deal?
our dreams are like cover tunes. our brains take the original and reconfigures it with a slightly different flavor and markets it as not the original but maybe just as good. this new flavor is one we might not even know exists. but it does. it must.
i don't know about you, but i always seem like i'm much smarter in my dreams than i am in reality. it makes me believe that it is possible that the human brain is capable of more than we've seen so far. i don't know if i'd go as far as telepathy, but then why not? we're just complicated electrical wiring, aren't we?
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