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A few times recently I've confused certain things that happened in dreams with reality eg. I was sure I read in an interview that an actor lived in a place not a million miles from me but when I re-read the interview to make sure it really said that I'd realised I had dreamt it. I'm not worried about it just annoyed. Has it happened to anyone before?
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Its weird when it happens!
for some reason i remember sitting in my room, and one of my flatmates commented on how i looked like a piece of chocolate
and yesterday we we having a bit of a banter and i brought it up after he said something particularly inslulting lol. apparently he did NOT say that. and after a bit of thinking i in fact realize that he was right :rolleyes: i dreamt it.. but it seemed so real!! .. if a little strange
ive got it quite a few times tho
It has happened frequently that I mix up dreams with reality, and reality with dreams too!
Excellently put! :yes:
(on retelling the story - i might add)
pesky kids
I just did an essay about Descates and dreaming and shizzle so I think that's all I'll comment here for now!
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Only, my mum doesnt have any idea who i mean!!! Thinking about it their house looks like one my aunty used to live in and the garden i thought we'd played in so many times looks like my other aunty's.
Maybe i imagined the whole thing!!!!
But for more permanent stuff, here's some examples:
I went to school one day thinking that one teacher I hated ended up teaching us 4 classes instead of just 1, although I realised this was a dream as soon as I thought about it well.
I remember talking to my brother on the phone (he lives in London) and he was on a payphone. I was hearing a banging noise, and I asked him what that was. He said that there was a guy breaking the payphone next to his with a hammer. Then my bro asked him to be quiet because he was on the phone, and the guy said "Oh sorry man, I'll be more quiet" and gave him one of the coins that had fallen out of the broken phone as "sorry".
I asked my brother about it, after a long time thinking it had happened, and he said he didn't remember. Only then did I realise that it doesn't make much sense; if a hooligan was breaking the phone next to you, you wouldn't stay there, would you? Not to mention asking him to be quiet and the rest.
And finally, I vividly remember me looking at a photograph with a man and two asian women, when me, my brother and our dad were at the village. My dad said the man was his cousin, and the women his Japanese wife and their daughter. Then my brother said "Cool! We have a Japanese cousin!"
I thought this one was true for years, and I still remember it clearly enough for it to be real. But as I could never find the photograph again and neither my dad nor my brother remember it, I guess it was a dream too.