Last night I kept dreaming of the number 43. It kept going on and on in my mind. The 43 boomed and glared. It was vivid. Yet, that was one of my least vivid dreams. Night after night I’ve been having vivid dreams. Wild dreams, bordering on lucid. Everything so real and atmospheric.
I mentioned my dreams to others and have come to find out others have also been experiencing wild dreams. Some have had intense nightmares. But many have had colorful dreams.
It is as if we are all connected to one another in some grand electric dream vibe. Or the world is sending us messages interwoven across our psyches. We are in such strange times.