I had this strange dream last night. Well, I guess dreams are often a bit strange, aren’t they?
In this dream, I was in a classroom. A boy that was in my elementary school class was also one of the students. His name was Mike.
In the dream, I am passing out a multi-paged stapled test for the teacher.
When I got to him, I asked about his children as I handed him a copy of the test. Which would be odd, since he’s only a memory from my elementary school days. And really I have no idea what happened to him. If he married. Whether he even had children.
The premise upon which I was basing this “knowledge” is the product of another dream. In this other dream I had a few months ago, Mike had twins with a girl I recall from that time.
Mike never fit into my life in any other way except that he was a student in my elementary school classes. So why would I dream about someone who virtually had no impact at all on my life?
Do you have dreams that are sometimes based on other dreams? About people you just vaguely knew?
I don’t know all that much about dreams. But it seems to me that everything in our lives get put into a blender of sorts. I guess that blender is part of our brain.
The blender mixes it all together. It mixes time and places and people and such.
And then we dream about the blended bits and pieces from the mixture.