6 August 2011
Going on about dreams can be very boring, but the state of consciousness between dreaming and waking I find quite fascinating. Last night I dreamt that I was in a canteen somewhere - bus station, airport... It was early and I ordered toast for breakfast, but as I was about to pay I realised that I would soon be having my normal breakfast - fruit, meusli, yoghurt - so decided to take it back. I then woke up and wondered about having toast instead of meusli.
Not very profound I hear your cry. I beg to differ. At the point where I took the toast back to the counter I was inhabiting two conflicting universes. In one my subconscious was exploring half felt desire for travel and breaking routines, in the other I was at home enjoying one of my routines.
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