I've been having nightmares a lot recently. Started out with a recurring nightmare, that lasted for a week and a half, then moved on to the same nightmare with different variations each night. This has been going on for almost two months now and it's thoroughly pissing me off. But it got better, at first it was the kind you'd wake up from in cold sweats which threw a disoriented hue of sadness over the next couple of waking hours, which I tried to escape by not sleeping as much, then it got creative. I don't wanna go into a lot of detail about the actual nightmare, but I will mention the interesting bit. Drum roll please. The nightmare is a good memory.
Yep, you heard me right. It's the exact replica of a good memory I had irl, only it's somehow rendered into a nightmare by my psychological V-RAY engines. I talked to a couple of people about it, and they mentioned that a recurring nightmare is usually an unresolved issue that I'm repressing, and it'll only go away if I somehow work it out. The usual scenario, the only way the ghost will walk into the light is if he gets closure. Since it is a matter that I have no control over, I assume I will remain haunted for a while. It took a while to get used to, considering that I didn't dream before. Or what people keep stressing is "You dream, you just don't remember it." Fact remains, I didn't, so the change is unwelcome and inconvenient. However, I'm pointedly being a doll about it and having tea with my monsters, so the nightly change in scenario is a welcome reprieve.
In lighter news, today I found out two interesting bits of information. There's a forest being grown in Norway set out to print an anthology of books within a span of a 100 years (Read more here), Margaret Atwood is its first signed author. Beautiful initiative. And in an attempt to revive tourism in Boston, they're planning a literary district that maps out dead authors' haunts. That one's definitely going on my bucket list.
Yep, you heard me right. It's the exact replica of a good memory I had irl, only it's somehow rendered into a nightmare by my psychological V-RAY engines. I talked to a couple of people about it, and they mentioned that a recurring nightmare is usually an unresolved issue that I'm repressing, and it'll only go away if I somehow work it out. The usual scenario, the only way the ghost will walk into the light is if he gets closure. Since it is a matter that I have no control over, I assume I will remain haunted for a while. It took a while to get used to, considering that I didn't dream before. Or what people keep stressing is "You dream, you just don't remember it." Fact remains, I didn't, so the change is unwelcome and inconvenient. However, I'm pointedly being a doll about it and having tea with my monsters, so the nightly change in scenario is a welcome reprieve.
In lighter news, today I found out two interesting bits of information. There's a forest being grown in Norway set out to print an anthology of books within a span of a 100 years (Read more here), Margaret Atwood is its first signed author. Beautiful initiative. And in an attempt to revive tourism in Boston, they're planning a literary district that maps out dead authors' haunts. That one's definitely going on my bucket list.
Read the full article here.
For a book nerd, this is definitely good news, although I would imagine the aforementioned dead authors wouldn't take lightly to plebs treading their hide-outs. When I put myself in their shoes, I shudder at the thought.
But I'm not a dead author, so this is going on my laminated itinerary. By the time I can afford to travel recreationally, I'm going there with a camera glued to my hand like a proper Japanese tourist, and by god I will eat every tribute hotdog there is.
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