While reading my friend's blog, I realized I haven't talked about dreams at all (mostly because she wrote a post about a dream she had recently). In the past year, I noticed I had a certain amount of control over my dreams. And Iris's. More on that later. Anyway, I was talking to Iris about dreams and she told me a way to figure out if you're in a dream or not (this information is confidential until decidedly not so). I've been practicing this technique, and recently I've had more control over what happens. More or less. I also realized that I always somehow know that I'm in a dream, I just don't really REALIZE it. Meaning it doesn't really hit me, like the fact that school's out doesn't really sink in until the second week (only for dreams, it never sinks in...). I had a dream last night that involved me, Iris, Ata, and my brother (henceforth known as the Cookie Monster >:3). We were walking along the trail that goes behind my house and having a discussion about moose. Well, more like Ata was talking about them and we kind of acknowledged his existence. This in itself was weird, considering Ata wouldn't do that....ever.... anywho, we got to the end of the trail and decided to go grab some segways (which were conveniently leaning against a wall). We rode on the segways over to my friend's house, and went inside. The only other thing I remember is raiding their fridge then throwing it out the window. Okay, so I don't have THAT much control over my dreams. Yet. But admit it, my brain is amusing sometimes.
About my statement earlier (about being able to control Iris's dreams to some extent): Iris is psychic. Seriously, it's kind of scary. I can use this to my advantage sometimes, by controlling a small bit of her dreams. For example, if I think about something reeeeaaaaalllly hard while she's sleeping, whatever I'm thinking about generally appears in her dream. Somehow. It's pretty weird, but also rather entertaining.
Question of the post:
Would you rather be blind or deaf (from birth)? Why?
In response to your question: I'd rather be blind. I already rely on my glasses, and besides, a life without music would be worse than a life without color.
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Kinda makes you think of the Giver, doesn't it?
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