Solitary Chronicles

             Why do we dream? Why do we spend most of our life living an alternate one inside our head? I had a very interesting dream last night, and it was one that I had been waiting to have for a long time. I didn't remember I had it until something I heard someone say refreshed my memory. Let me explain. Ever had a lucid dream? A dream where through certain situations, you become aware that those situations are only possible in a dream, and therefore become conscious? I had that last night. I learned of the concept about a year ago after watching the movie "Waking Life" in where the main character is lost in a dream having conversations with people created by his own imagination. There are many ways to discover you are dreaming, for example light switches never work in dreams, digital clocks never display time but rather illegible symbols, and so on. Anyways I was dreaming that I was in guitar class, trying to hear myself play, but everyone else was playing too loud. I remember being frustrated and angry. Then next thing I remember I was watching my grandpa play banjo, and all other sound seemed to fade out. it was very interesting, since my grandpa never played banjo, and that I have not seen my grandpa in about four years. Thats when It happened; I realized I was dreaming. I remember jumping out of my seat, watching the chairs fade away, then the next second I was flying over mountains with crystals of all colors hidden in the valleys.