💾 Archived View for midnight.pub › posts › 70 captured on 2024-05-26 at 15:31:00. Gemini links have been rewritten to link to archived content
⬅️ Previous capture (2023-05-24)
-=-=-=-=-=-=-
This fire is a good place for me to wistfully stare into the middle distance.
Last night I dreamed that I fell in love with someone who did not exist. Just saying that sentence makes me feel vulnerable, like I should be embarrassed about something that I had no control over. Maybe I should be embarrassed by the part where I fell for her in large part because she was faster than me at solving a Rubik's cube. And not to brag, but I'm pretty fast.
There's not many things that are disappointing as the feeling of waking up from a really good dream. For me, my vision starts vignetting, and suddenly I have a few lucid moments where I hold onto the fading world until there's nothing left but the feeling of my bedsheets. And then all I have are the memories, but you know how those fade, too. I remember so little of the dream, now. I remember where I was when I started waking up. I don't remember exactly what she looked like, but I remember I didn't recognize her. I remember her hair color, the profile of her nose. Those odd and incomplete details. I remember how I felt. God, to feel like that in real life...
With any luck, tonight's dream will have a "load from last save" button. Very happy to see some new and familiar faces around. I need to spend some time catching up :)
Good night, Midnight.
Have you ever experienced lucid dreams? Being in control of what you do, fully realizing that you are dreaming, yet still be within the dream. It's like the ultimate virtual reality. I sometimes contemplate about the nature of dreams: what the hell are they? What if they are some sort of window toward an alternate reality? One where we can be who we want. A reality that exists, just not the one we live in. Maybe the girl who solved that Rubik's cube is someone you've met in one of these realities, and that dream is your portal to her. Haha, I'm too sober to push the reasoning; but regardless of what you do, do try to meet her again, and if you do, keep us posted!
Maybe I should be embarrassed by the part where I fell for her in large part because she was faster than me at solving a Rubik's cube.
That doesn't seem like the worst reason to fall for somebody. Assuming you remember: was it the display of intellectual prowess and manual dexterity that hooked you, or her intent expression as she attacked the puzzle?
On a tangential note: Paris could have saved everybody a lot of trouble by doing the smart thing and awarding the golden apple to Athena.
I don't think I was ever able to describe the feeling I get from those times as well as you have. I, to a small extent, still pine for a girl I knew once in a dream.