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Friday, May 02, 2003
It is disturbing when you begin to dream at the meta level. Two nights ago, I dreamed that I had a really strange dream. As in, while I was actually dreaming, I dreamed that I went to sleep and had another dream. And then, in my dream, I woke up from a dream and had to tell people about how weird that dream was (it involved wrapping myself in a sheet and driving my car into a bale of hay). If you're not following this, don't worry. I've already lost it myself. It kind of reminds me of a line from a poem by Edgar Allen Poe: "All we see and all we seem, is but a dream within a dream." So in my case, it's a dream within a dream within a dream. Probably to infinity. Whatever, all I know is my subconscious is a lot smarter than my conscious mind, seeing as when I'm sleeping I can think on all of these complex levels and everything. I think I should probably look into taking exams in my sleep... A quick related note about dreaming: it seems to be a big topic of conversation among law schoolers during exams. I think it's because our days are so packed with studying that any residual thoughts/feelings get relegated to sleep time. So my friend Kate starts dreaming about law professors named after cases we've studied, and my friend LaCosta starts dreaming about being burned with cigarettes (yeah, don't know where that one came from). And anyone who doesn't have traumatic dreams has insomnia. Oh, a fun time is had by all. |