I awake some mornings astounded at how smart I am in my dreams. Today was one of those mornings. Or really, it was the middle of the night when I woke up and thought, ‘wow, do I really know all of those words? they had to come from somewhere in my brain…’. I of course do not remember the exact words now, and cannot be 100% certain that they really exist, but it makes me wonder. When I woke up and could remember most of them, I was pretty confident they were real words that I’ve heard before. However, I’m also confident that I have never used them and do not even know the real meaning of them in real life. So why is it that I know them in my dreams? Sure, I guess my dreams are accessing my unconscious and using information that I’ve unconsciously (ha ha) stored there, but why can’t I access it in my awake life??
It was nice to dream about being super smart (and by super, I mean super). The best part was that while I was using all of these super smart words, I was rapping. So I was a super smart rapper.
Hmm.. OK I get it now. If I was a super smart freestyle rapper, it would just be unfair to the rest of the world. ‘Cause who can resist that? Must be why these talents are packed away nicely. Who knows… one day maybe they will come soaring out. Watch out, World.
As a side note about dreaming, I once dreamed that I was taking down these two paintings that hang above my bed at my mom’s house. When I woke up, they were on the floor beside me. I had actually taken them down in my sleep. W.e.i.r.d. And once when I was in high school and my mom was waking me up, I must have been dreaming about dinosaurs because I lifted my arm into her face and growled (roared? what do dinosaurs do?) at her. This is all from her account. I was asleep; don’t remember.
Makes me wonder what else I have done while sleeping?
At least I don’t act like this… (in human form)… I hope.