Last night I had a dream where my significant other came home and handed me a piece a paper with some information that I want on it. There’s no way they could ever get me this information, yet for some reason this is the way the dream played out.
I don’t talk much about my dreams. I understand that there are many different views and beliefs what they signify. I do occasionally look things up when I have a dream that even for me is unusual. One time I even had a dream where someone who I had just found out that they had died was talking to me. In my time with them, they wouldn’t have known me personally save an occasional “hello” and recognition. I honestly don’t remember what was said. I hate those dreams that are so vivid they seem so real until reality breaks in.
Dreaming when asleep is another reason I don’t believe in the catchphrase that we only use 10% of our brains. It just doesn’t seem possible. Consciously, 10%, maybe. Our brain is working 100% of the time whether or not we are fully cognizant of it at that moment. How much information am I taking in while sitting here typing this. I know that changes if I’m exhausted or focusing heavily on one thing. A lot of people I know talk about not being able to “shut their brain off” and one can’t fully because your brain is never truly “off.”
I wonder if I’ll be dreaming about this post tonight.