I go through periods of a week or two where at night I dream vivid, often incoherent dreams. At some point in the night my dog will wake me to be let out, or I wake me to let myself out, and I can clearly remember everything about the dream.
At the time I think, there is no way I am going to forget this dream, its so clear, remarkable, and easy to remember. Then in the morning nothing, barely a recollection that I dreamed at all. During one of these bursts of dreams I kept a notepad nearby the bed to scrawl something that would key my memory, but mostly I couldn't read my own handwriting from 3AM.
This week I remembered one of the dreams. Not right away in the morning though, but later in the day. Its one of the better ones that I've ever remembered and I am glad it came back. One note before the dream, I have 3 children: my two oldest sons are now 24 and 21, and my daughter is 18.
The dream: I am watching a family video tape on a smaller TV that we used long ago. On the screen one of our former cars is approaching the camera - the camera appears to be moving in the same direction as the car - and the perspective changes smoothly throughout the dream. My two sons are hanging out the back driver side window and they appear to be the same age, about four to five years old, and they are laughing and waving at the camera. The car rolls alongside the camera for a distance, and looking in the driver's window my daughter is seen. She looks four to five years in age and it appears as if she is driving the car. She too is laughing and waving at the camera. The camera moves closer at this point and then you see that I am in the car too, the driver seat is fully reclined, and that I am lying on it with my daughter seated on my lap, and I am in fact driving the car. The car eases past the camera so that the back of the car is seen, my two sons continue to laugh and wave at the camera. Fade to black - the end.
This is one of my warmest dreams in recent memory. Lots I can't explain about it. Namely how could my two boys both be hanging out the same window, especially if the driver seat and dad is reclining right in their way. But other things too - why are they all about the same age? Why is daughter the fake driver? On and on.
I can now replay the dream at will in my brain. Its very pleasant and enjoyable. I think I will put it on a loop for a few days.
