Most mornings, I wake up with my dreams fully intact, vivid and in technicolor, like I’m the director of my own nightly soap opera. I’m usually a lucid dreamer, aware of my dreamland shenanigans, able to remember all the random details like the rogue penguin that showed up at my 8th-grade science fair or the out-of-place medieval castle that somehow had Wi-Fi. But not this week. Nope. This week, I actively chose to forget my dreams.
Yes, you read that right. I woke up, blinked, and said, “Not today, subconscious. Not bringing that mess into my daylight hours.” You see, sometimes dreams get a little too weird or a little too on point. They creep up with hidden truths or absurd nonsense that I just do not have time to unpack before my first cup of coffee. So, for the past week, I’ve simply waved them away as I wake up. Poof, begone!
One dream was so outlandish that even my lucid dreaming self went, “What is happening here?” Another one? Let’s just say it was a little too real—like my brain had a hidden camera in my thoughts and decided to throw that footage back at me. So instead of pondering its meaning, I said, “Nope, we’re not doing this today.” Sometimes, it’s better to be oblivious.
Usually, I’d obsess, analyze, and try to piece together the cryptic puzzles my subconscious feeds me like some overzealous fortune-teller. But every now and then, I think it’s okay to just let them go. Not every dream needs to come with me into the waking world. Sometimes, it’s enough to say, “I don’t need that baggage today” and move on. Forgetting on purpose might just be my new morning mantra. Now, if only I could do the same with my to-do list…
Who knew choosing oblivion could feel this good?
Categories: identity, mental health, Psychology, weird





My sleep is so messed up that I rarely remember even a piece of a dream, but it sounds exhausting to have to process them daily.
I’ve heard of tribes where the children are taught to do that – I believe they don’t have television.
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It would be so interesting to hear of those dreams
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Ah Yes Letting Go oF Older Lucid Dreams
Dear Miriam True i Had one Myself This
Morning Understanding i was in a Dream
Yet Not Able to Remove myself From the
Old Dream
In this Case
A Love Affair
With a Teal Green
Camaro From So Long Ago
Demanding to be Repaired
in a Shop With Problems Mounting
More From Hood To Trunk Ah Yes that
Day Falling
Falling off
the Face of
THE EartH
Having to Sell Dear
Old Teal Green Camaro
Way BacK iN 2008 From
The First Part of my Story
iN HeLL ON EartH Within
Yep Ye Old Dead Zone
‘Beneath my Planet
of the Apes’ for 66 Months
Anyway Already Losing my Emotions
It Just Felt Like my Head Was gonna Explode
When the Sell of Thousands of Dollars in Cash Hit my Palm
True it appeared the Buyer Had Been Collecting Hundred Dollar
Bills
As A
Hobby
From Work
Anyway New Cars and
Homes are No Longer
Lovers and Gods for me
People First in Flesh and Blood
Do All the Tricks and Treats In
Words As Well Divorced From Cold
Metal and Brick and Mortar Soul It Was
A Relief
Indeed to
Let that
Lucid
Night
Mare
Dream
Go Again With SMiLes
Lately Reality Has Been
Stranger than Dreams
And Fiction Anyway hehe
Rather Be A Wing on a Bird
With Feathers iN FLiGHT Wind SaMe
So
iDo
iFly
Free
Creating
My own
Dreams
Wide Awake
With SoUL FelT SMiLes..:)
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A teal green Camaro? It’s like a classic 🙂 😀
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