Dreams

I often don't remember my dreams. Sometimes when I do remember them, they are so disconnected from me and my existence that I wonder if they are somehow remembrances of past lives, psychic connections...

I have dreamed of being a small boy about to be killed by my drunk father.

I have woken from a dream speaking a language I don't know.

I have dreamed about hearing a tornado siren going off and waking me up all night long, on the night that tornadoes were ripping through a town 15 miles away (there are no tornado sirens in my town, by the way).

I have dreamed (experienced?) a presence interacting with me while I lay in the bed (a cat, jumping up on the bed and curling up next to me, when there was no animal in the room), and heard a woman speak my name (woken up, terrified, finally brave enough to turn the light on to an empty room).

Most times, I don't remember my dreams.

Often, I dream a mundane dream about my significant other cheating on me / announcing they are leaving me (over, and over... and over).

I had a recurring dream as a child about being abandoned by my sister.

Dreams are often the land of fears. Maybe I am glad to not remember.