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So I've been taking melatonin the past few weeks to help me sleep, and I've been having unusually vivid dreams. (I have no idea if the two are related, but they did start at about the same time.)

I don't usually post about dreams because I don't want to bore people (although the one where I was sent by a female pirate captain to rescue her magically-comatose brother and his dragon from where he had been imprisoned on the centermost of three abandoned empty ships that had been chained together and propelled out into the open ocean... that one was pretty cool), and anyway I have sufficient vivid dreams that I would spam you all, but the unusual vividness of the past few weeks has manifested in my dreaming in different media.

Two nights ago the dream was all in computer game graphics: I saw the whole thing from a 3D point of view, although I identified that one of the sprites was "me," and that was the one I was "controlling," and I had a sense of walking my little sprite around and selecting people an objects to interact with them. It wasn't that I dreamed I was playing a game, though; I had no perception of keyboard or controller, I had no physical sense of a myself apart from the "me" in the game, it was just that I was... experiencing myself from the outside as though I were a game character. (That one was a Bordertown-esque urban fantasy dream.)

Then last night, I dreamed in book format: words, and the kind of mental images I have when I'm reading. (That was a Roaring Twenties fantasy set on a submarine.)

I am curious what will come next. Radio? Manga? Who knows!

Date: 2010-07-30 06:14 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] larryhammer
Heh. Once, in the depths of grad school, I had a dream in FORTRAN. It was ... not pleasant. It was one of my signs I needed to take a semester off.

---L.

Date: 2010-07-30 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] coraa.livejournal.com
I am very lucky in that most of my dreams are pleasant, or at least unobjectionable, but I have had work dreams that lead me to believe it was time for a vacation!

Date: 2010-07-30 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] donaithnen.livejournal.com
I want your dreams! *pouts*

Date: 2010-07-30 07:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] coraa.livejournal.com
You might be able to get them with melatonin! ;)

...That said, I must warn you: the problem with awesome dreams is a) you rarely actually get to see the end of a story, and b) it's a story that you can never, ever reread or rewatch, which can be frustrating.

Date: 2010-07-30 06:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morganlf.livejournal.com
I took melatonin for a sleep aid once and it *really* made my dreams wacky!

Date: 2010-07-31 05:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] paperclippy.livejournal.com
I have wacky dreams like that without any sleep aids. People always think I'm crazy when I tell them I had a dream that I was reading in a book. They tell me, "You can't read in dreams." I'm like, except for the part where I was reading in my dream, right? :p I also often have dreams that I am not even in, like I'm watching a movie.

Speaking of weird dreams though, the other day I had a nightmare that was pretty strange. I dreamt that there were these bad guys who had put an IV of some kind of special solution into their spinal cavities, which made them mutants with evil superpowers. In part of the dream, I was at a McDonald's frantically trying to look up escape routes on google maps but I kept having the feeling that I was being watched, or I would feel someone touch my back then turn around and nobody was there. In another part, Ben and I were in this lake or something, and there was a baby orangutan. He was all wet in the lake, and we helped him climb out. Then I gave the orangutan this doll that I had, but it pulled the head off. When it pulled the head off, part of a spinal column was sticking out, and I realized that the bad guys had injected the solution into their spinal columns. Then the bad guys showed up (they had these matching evil uniforms) and said they had developed some spray to kill everyone, and were going to test it out at the university in an hour. I told Ben we had to escape, and that we could escape by driving to Rhode Island, which had managed to make itself disappear off the map so the bad guys couldn't get there. I said, we'll just find Carter and get in the car and go, and Ben was like, there's not enough room in the car for Carter. Then I realized I didn't know where Carter was and woke up terrified.

It doesn't sound so bad to tell it, but it was pretty frightening and bizarre.

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