Another vivid dream tonight. Only slept 3 hours, but... as I record my dreams, the dreams seem to get more vivid. I cannot recall the last time I have had dreams for 4 consecutive days. Journaling helps dream recall, it seems. It is important to write it down immediately upon waking up.

I remember going into massive debt. Was driving a car along dusty summer country roads, but unclear. Earlier part of the dream. It is less clear to me. Went back to my old college for one more semester to take two more courses. I thought I needed only one, but had to take two. There was a ferry journey there, bus ride. Ferry-bus? Seemed to be travelling by both sea and land. Happy to be back, met many others of my old class there. Confident, self assured. Physical course? Was preoccupied with running. Ran effortlessly up stairs. Enjoyed being fit. Remember running a race, winning. Being broke, in debt was a burden. But I was not so worried about it at all. Was sure I would be the oldest person there. Old classmates a weird twist. Probably needed faces to the people I met there so retreated to the known rather than imagining new people. Car debt? Were I living in my childhood home prior to going back to school? Very life like dream. Clear scenes, visuals. One weird looking classmate. Face like a yellow wax Chinese person. Beeswax. Recognised him though, but no name. Greeted him with "Hey you" cause could not remember name. Woke up. Stupid cat.

It is strange how "weird" things in a dream is just simply accepted by the subconscious. Like "Oh, we're doing that now. Cool, I'll roll with it". No objections. Just rolling with it. Seeing where it leads.

At the same time, some things in my life colour the dream.

As for the state of "being". I was "me" but I was not the story I am living when in the waking world. I was "someone" but "no one" in particular, because the contextual backdrop of a personal history was absent. There was no egoic self, outside the dream experience. Even as it drew on "My" personal history and memories to construct a narrative. Like the "being older" part, which draws on my experiences directly.

Dreams happen in me, they are what I am. As possibly the waking dream is happening in the mind of God. As possibly I am what "he" is.

As above so below.