Some time ago, I wrote about dreams – about how it is my belief that dreams are nothing more than a rambling of thoughts in a fairly unconnected and meaningless manner. Recently, however, I was introduced to the concept of “lucid dreaming” — or when you consciously know that you are dreaming. Lucid dreaming can be very interesting from the point of view that you can control your experience in the dream. I think of it as — dreams are still meaningless mind-chatter, but if you have a little conscious choreography, you essentially can make the randomness simulate an experience you may want to have. Interesting.

Of course i didn’t wake up this morning thinking about lucid dreaming. But I did wake up because I was having a dream that seemed too good to be true. It was kind of like waking up from a nightmare, except it was the exact oppostite of a nightmare, something that was so good that consciously or sub-consciously I was incredulous. Though the content of the dream remains something that I would not share on here, I do hope that even though I haven’t committed it to writing it is something that I remember.

The theme however was interesting. I have very few regrets. I try to keep things that way. But I do have one or two. One which goes back as far as being in tenth grade in high school — where I should have responded to a little note. But in this dream, I was basically correcting that regret. In fact it wasn’t me who was correcting it. The protagonist was someone else, but the end result was that it was reversing the result of my inaction and leading to an end result which was exactly how I would have wished, or rather I did wish. May be I still do. Either way, it was by far one of the most memorable dreaming experiences — still random, still meaningless mind-chatter, but a scintillating virtual memory of what could have been.

N.U.: “And were you ever going to tell me this?”