The Dream Cauldron

NON-DREAM
DREAM
LUCID

I'm looking at my old toys in our closet. There are a lot of large fabric or felt books that are classified as history books. Two go from the 1860s to 2005, and another goes from 1995 to 2002. I also find two baby bibs in a cardboard box. I try one on, but it's too small, of course.

Later, I'm veiwing myself as I was at age four or five. My sister looks about two and a half years old. We're carrying animal toys that make sounds if you squeeze their heads. Also, we're in a grocery store. Every time my parents want to demonstrate the toy, they use my sister's. My sister has a puppy toy, and I have a monkey toy. When my younger self reaches the bakery aisle, my mom and I end up "in" the "flashback", and I tell her "When you want to demonstrate a toy, use both of ours, please."

Time travel is a recurring theme in my dreams. Also, none of the books, the bibs, or toys are real. My sister and I never owned toys like that. And I never made any felt or fabric history books. Also, nothing in the flashback actually happened. My parents never filmed home movies in stores. The only thing that was realistic was when I talked to my mom in the "past", and my younger self didn't look at me for one second. That's because you can't change the past.