I wonder where some of my dreams come from.
Not regular dreams. I have those too. Jumpy, and usually disconnected, or involving places and people you know. Those are the kind I have most of the time. And when I wake up, I remember a snip or two.
I mean another kind of dream; sometimes I have movie-type dreams that tell a a fairly complicated story. They are in technicolor, don't jump from one thing to another - one part of the story leads to another, and there is also subtext running through my dreams.
Last night's really cool dream involved a young woman who had been asked to help her family. Her step- father was being harassed by powerful men who wanted his business and his land. This seemed to take place in the late 40's or early 50's.
It had family secrets (a favorite sub-plot), action, a cute FBI agent (who was T.S. but not) to protect her because the FBI knew something was going on, and her real father was a powerful man and could request protection for her.
I was not happy when the alarm went off. I almost always write down my very cool dreams in the "Ideas" folder of my ZIP. Sometimes I use them as a jumping off point for my stories.
But I wonder what part of my life they come from. Maybe just my overactive imagination. But, I enjoy them.
Sweet Dreams
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