Now lately I've been pondering how much places in dreams ever differ than in real life, just how much more vibrant, colorful, and full of beauty it is compared to what I've seen in waking life. Its as if the places that our dreaming minds make are just so beautiful they cannot exist in this world, if that makes sense. For example seeing several bright distant galaxies in the sky, or flying over a colorful world built upon the clouds. Now to move on how even places like my home won't look like my home in dreams, its almost unrecognizable, and how places i know so well will appear so different. Does anyone here understand what i mean?