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This is an odd question, but there is some sense to it, I swear.
We lived in our old house up until the halfway point of first grade and my dreams back then were very personal. In one instance, the dream began outside our home. Following that, my dad's truck pulled up and all of us (mom, two sisters and myself) hid behind the bushes. The truck door opened to show my dad lying motionless and seemingly dead at the hands of the robot driving the truck. Needless to say, this was a rather personal dream and I'd say it was a good case for dreams telling you something about yourself.
Since then, it seems like my dreams have become more and more abstracted and impersonal. Back then, I dreamt of my sister and I as tigers being chased by a hunter and it was painfully clear that the two of us were the tigers (though, if I recall, I had an omniscient rather than first person POV in it), but in my more recent dreams, although I actually embody a particular person in the dream, it's more along the lines of switching bodies with them and I don't feel like it's me in the slightest. In one instance I was the spitting image of Michael C. Hall (star of Dexter and Six Feet Under).
I feel it's an extension of the act of storytelling, because I feel like I'm spending my time asleep living stories. Most of these dreams are tailor made for story adaptations. Or, at the very least, for inclusion in a story. Often dreams will fill in a blank in a WIP perfectly. In one instance, I actually picked up pen and paper and started writing down an idea the dream had given me in the dream.
Possibly, writers simply have the act of writing so instilled in them that their creativity prospers even in their dreams.
Additionally, the more personal dreams I do have fade considerably faster than the others. Sure, I'll remember the familiar faces that cropped up, but, other than that, little else. Those personal dreams only pop up when I have something taxing my mind anymore. And more often than not, those personal dreams just seem to be stories played out with characters from my every day life.
Sorry. Just felt the need to get this rambling down and see if anyone has any thoughts.
We lived in our old house up until the halfway point of first grade and my dreams back then were very personal. In one instance, the dream began outside our home. Following that, my dad's truck pulled up and all of us (mom, two sisters and myself) hid behind the bushes. The truck door opened to show my dad lying motionless and seemingly dead at the hands of the robot driving the truck. Needless to say, this was a rather personal dream and I'd say it was a good case for dreams telling you something about yourself.
Since then, it seems like my dreams have become more and more abstracted and impersonal. Back then, I dreamt of my sister and I as tigers being chased by a hunter and it was painfully clear that the two of us were the tigers (though, if I recall, I had an omniscient rather than first person POV in it), but in my more recent dreams, although I actually embody a particular person in the dream, it's more along the lines of switching bodies with them and I don't feel like it's me in the slightest. In one instance I was the spitting image of Michael C. Hall (star of Dexter and Six Feet Under).
I feel it's an extension of the act of storytelling, because I feel like I'm spending my time asleep living stories. Most of these dreams are tailor made for story adaptations. Or, at the very least, for inclusion in a story. Often dreams will fill in a blank in a WIP perfectly. In one instance, I actually picked up pen and paper and started writing down an idea the dream had given me in the dream.
Possibly, writers simply have the act of writing so instilled in them that their creativity prospers even in their dreams.
Additionally, the more personal dreams I do have fade considerably faster than the others. Sure, I'll remember the familiar faces that cropped up, but, other than that, little else. Those personal dreams only pop up when I have something taxing my mind anymore. And more often than not, those personal dreams just seem to be stories played out with characters from my every day life.
Sorry. Just felt the need to get this rambling down and see if anyone has any thoughts.