Strange Dreams

I’ve been dreaming.

For weeks now, I’ve been dreaming.

I haven’t historically been the type of person who puts a lot of stock in dreams– at least, certainly not the type of person who believes that if you dream about being someone that automatically makes it a kintype. Dreams can mean a lot of things. I’ve dreamed about being lots of people in the past that I’m certainly not.

But since the beginning of April I’ve been dreaming about being the same man. Not the same dream. Different dreams; different moments in the same life.

I can’t stress enough how much this doesn’t happen to me personally. Ever, in this life. Usually I just plain don’t remember my dreams. Like 2 nights out of the week I’ll have a dream I remember. I don’t think I’ve ever had the same dream two nights in a row; or the same sort of thing.

When I do remember my dreams, usually I dream about mundane things, or random ‘my brain is inventing a movie for me’ things. I’ve had a few here and there that were important kintype dreams. My very first awakening involved a vivid memory nightmare that woke me up crying. But mostly I don’t remember.

I’ve had a dream almost every night for the last four weeks. There have been maybe 2 nights where I haven’t remembered dreaming anything at all. And one night where I remembered dreaming about something related to this earth and this life.

Other than that, for the past month I’ve been booked solid, dreaming about this one life. This one man. This one kintype. I’ve been writing them down when they’re interesting.

I expected the dreams to stop a little more than two weeks ago when I accepted that it was a kintype. When I accepted that this shift I was in wasn’t just a cameo but might just be a new fact of life.

I don’t know what to do with this. I don’t hate it. It’s just so strange to me. It’s such a bizarre deviation from the norm of my life that I’ve been hesitant to talk about it. Is this something that happens to other people? Why is it happening to me? Is it going to stop, or is it just permanent. Part of me wonders if its going to stop now that I’ve talked about it publicly.

Its fascinating and strange to me to still be having new kin related experiences all these years later, and this is an especially wild one.

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