It’s been a long time since I’ve remembered a dream. I used to have vivid dreams, and I would diligently record them in my dream journal upon waking. I even blogged the more memorable ones. (Tip to those who want to try this, but have difficulty remembering: write salient details as quickly as possible, preferably [...]
I hate having dreams in which my teeth fall out! I also hate dreaming about spectacular public failure, such as last night’s feature, in which both my sister and I were publicly called out for mawkish columns for the New York Times. I was watching Rachel Maddow’s show on MSNBC, and the guest host (she [...]
Last night Elijah and I were talking about a question that has been floating around the back of my mind: what do blind people dream of? Not people who have lost their vision due to accidents or macular degeneration, but people who developed having no sense of sight whatsoever. This came up due to a [...]
Does it count as Kafka esque, if it actually features Franz Kafka? Last night I had a dream about trying to save Kafka’s life. Only Kafka was a middle aged, prunish looking woman instead of a German man. There were about three or four of us living in a ramshackle Victorian house. I was puttering [...]
