We spent 2 weeks in Spain while Chris and Vanessa watched over our Zandvoort home and took care of our Pablo. I also gave them my Lomoapparat to take photos.
You know how habits from our waking life often find their way into our dreams? For example, if you're a smoker, you are probably smoking in your dreams as well. It turns out this also applies to songs stuck in your head. I realized this when the song "Bright Eyes" became an earworm for me. The opening line,"Is it a kind of dream?" worked as a reality check, and I realized I was actually dreaming.
I never have bad dreams, and I recently realized why. Whenever something bad happens, I immediately start questioning reality. I’m always like,"Oh no, this can’t be happening to me; it must be just a bad dream." Then, I usually realize that I am actually dreaming, so I just fly away from my problems like Neo.
