Tuesday, August 24, 2010
I dreamed I was coming back to bed, though I do not know why I was up. it was still dark. I was thinking that for some reason, every clock I had was broken--- and then I thought, it doesn’t matter- time is no more—or something to that effect. When I woke up later—I was thinking it was real, and was thinking I would not be able to tell time as no clocks would be working. It took me a while to realize that it was a dream after all. I tell you this for no reason, but it felt interesting, and thought I should share it.