For the most part, I have increasingly active dreams when I am consciously extremely active both physically and intellectually. Last night I dreamt I was at a diner with four of my friends. I had decided to move tables to sit with my “other” friends. When I returned to the initial table I had sat at, after chatting awhile with my other friends, their heads were all wrapped exactly like Magritte’s The Lovers painting. It was one of the most surreal vivid moments in my oneirologic history. It was nice.

By the way, HELLO DECEMBER!

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