Sleep paralysis. Lucid dreams. Nested dreams.
Where do we go at night?
Stacked false awakenings. Coming up from level minus 4.
Recurrent dreams of running swiftly and easily, on all fours.
Years later, I have flashbacks to dreams I didn’t register at the time. Time capsules.
As if your subconscious packaged up a whole sensory/emotion composite and lobbed it into your future.
A zipped experience. Encrypted. Time-locked.
An Easter egg for when the time is right.
I dream of discovering hidden rooms. Of finding ruined structures in the garden.
They’re new, but strangely familiar. A memory of memories.
A dreamtime déja vu.
I wake. Maybe something has been solved.