It seems I seldom dream... or at least I seldom remember my dreams or am aware that I dreamed. But I had a dream the other night, and I was even aware that I was dreaming during the dream, and remembered it when I woke up.
It was Sunday night/Monday morning, and I dreamed I was selling these contraptions to farm implement dealers. I had just started the job, and I didn't really know much of anything about too many farm implements, but I was sooo much better of a salesman than any of the other ones. And I really felt good doing it. I was confident, and sure of myself, and felt good about myself. And then, right during the dream, I realized that I was dreaming. So I started asking myself if maybe this was a sign of something. You know, maybe I should become a salesman of some sort. It does seem to suit my personality, and I do think I'm a fairly genuine person. But... at some point I must have woke up.
So, that was kind of odd - I thought. But, then, I suppose all dreams are a little odd. Or not.
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Last night I dreamed our family was in Germany and got separated on the trains and we couldn't find each other. I don't even want to know what that means.
And then they took up knitting... :)
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