Dreams

I have started dreaming again.
The last couple of weeks, every night I have been dreaming.
I haven’t had a dream I can remember in almost 2 years before last week.
But every night, I have had a dream. I have dreamed about everything.
I dreamed about girls: I dreamed about girls I liked in primary school. I dreamed about girls I haven’t seen in years. I dreamed about girls who broke my heart and girls who’s heart I broke.
Sometimes they were memories. Sometimes they were were what-ifs. Sometimes they were just dreams.
I dreamed about tying my shoes. In excruciating detail.
I dreamed about music and I dreamed about writing.
I dreamed about traveling and being famous.
I dreamed I wasn’t so awkward. I dreamed I was invisible.
Some are mundane and some are incredible. But they are vivid.
Always vivid.
Not only is it in colour, but I can smell. I can taste, I can feel.
I have never been able to taste and feel in dreams, ever. And I haven’t had any dream I can remember in over 2 years.
I don’t know what it means. It’s been sudden. It just started happening. The dreams came and they have stayed. I have had them every night for 2 weeks and they show no sign of stopping.

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