This is the subject we ar on in psyche class right now, they are a really ineresting subject. Personally I love my dreams they are fun and sometimes have giving me insight into what is happening.
My most meaningful one this year was a couple days before I left for camp this summer, this was the first time I was leaving home for a time that is more than a month. I have a brother a year under me and we always shared room, we were very close a while ago. Anyway my dream was a lot like the opening to Kindom Hearts, only it was my brother running towards me, and instead of being on a beach it was the street outside my house.. I was staring directly into a torndo heading my way, I turn to see my brother running towards me, I extend my hand to grab and take him with me but he is blown away, the tornado hits me and I fly into it, I feel the wind rushing around me taking me away where ever it wanted, that was when I woke up and realized, I have been drifting from my brother for a long time, and as soon as I left things would not be the same for a long time. I was right, when I was at home for a while before coming to college, my brother was just not the same person, he is grumpier, upset more easily and I feel bad, that I may not know who he is for a long time now.
But hat do you think dreams are?
I feel that dreams are like my psyche teacher said, it is the organizing of all the info from the previous day, but because of this you mind can find profound things that you wouldn't beleive otherwise. I knew I ould be distanced from my brother but never wanted to beleive that drem showed me what was happening.
My most meaningful one this year was a couple days before I left for camp this summer, this was the first time I was leaving home for a time that is more than a month. I have a brother a year under me and we always shared room, we were very close a while ago. Anyway my dream was a lot like the opening to Kindom Hearts, only it was my brother running towards me, and instead of being on a beach it was the street outside my house.. I was staring directly into a torndo heading my way, I turn to see my brother running towards me, I extend my hand to grab and take him with me but he is blown away, the tornado hits me and I fly into it, I feel the wind rushing around me taking me away where ever it wanted, that was when I woke up and realized, I have been drifting from my brother for a long time, and as soon as I left things would not be the same for a long time. I was right, when I was at home for a while before coming to college, my brother was just not the same person, he is grumpier, upset more easily and I feel bad, that I may not know who he is for a long time now.
But hat do you think dreams are?
I feel that dreams are like my psyche teacher said, it is the organizing of all the info from the previous day, but because of this you mind can find profound things that you wouldn't beleive otherwise. I knew I ould be distanced from my brother but never wanted to beleive that drem showed me what was happening.
