Dreams, Superstition, and the Unnatural

(Yes, this is my journal. But all you'll ever see of it.)
I had a super weird and unrealistic dream about prom last night. Which got me thinking; I should share some of my supernatural obsession with my blog readers.

I've always been super fascinated by dreams and what makes us have them.... since as long as I can remember. As I was reading up on them one day this year, an author said that he keeps a journal of all his dreams. Some days may be vague, and some days he might not have any dreams at all. But nonetheless, write them down. I have my own dream journal. I notice that day by day after writing in it, my dreams get clearer and are easier to remember. From there I spend a few minutes researching in various dream dictionaries, looking for what subconcious emotions are bringing up certain imagery. As weird as I may sound for doing all of this, I'm merely just intrigued by the way our minds work. (and I have discovered a lot about my subconcious than you'd think...)

I've had some instances where I write my dreams down, and have to revisit them later in the week, because something that I saw looked or felt familiar. Like a month ago, I had a dream in which we were standing in an empty house of my friend's, because he was about to move to Logan. I wrote it down and didn't think anything of it. That Saturday we stood in the same friend's house, emptied, because he was getting ready to move to Logan. I'm trying to think nothing more of it than a strange coincidence.

Though I could go on this tangent for hours, I'll spare you. You're probably already thinking, wow Liz, you are extremely weird. But who cares, World of Warcraft or excessive dream researching, we all have some strange obsessions.