Often our most vivid dreams are those had during our lightest sleeps. For me, they usually occur somewhere between waking and sleeping, those hours in the morning when I know I should be getting up but just want to lie in for a bit more.
Two mornings ago I had one of those. It felt like the storyline of a mystery movie, because I wasn’t sure if I saw it in my dream or in real life. The first one was that someone had separated all the bread in the freezer into smaller bags. The second one was that my hair bubble was able to make three loops instead of two.
Sound trivial? But I actually wasn’t sure and went to check! Bread still in one bag, hair bubble still makes two loops. Perhaps it’s aging in a modern busy life, not so much living in a movie mystery.