Did you ever have a dream where a total stranger is central to the story?
Last night, there was this guy in my dream. A young dark-haired guy. He was complaining that my father always had a big drama queen fit at Christmas. (Ah, dreams! I luv when they make no sense.) I swear I've never seen this guy before. It wasn't a case of him being someone I know but not looking like himself. He was really someone I've never seen.
My question is: how does our brain fabricate an image of a complete stranger in our dreams?
5 comments:
pure dumb luck
strangers in the night...
oh goody. Tonight I'm going to dream about Frank Sinatra.
young skinny frank or suave von- ryan's-express frank or old duet-singing frank?
I'll let you know tomorrow.
doobie doobie doooo
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