So, this is a go at trying to describe my dream world . It is actually a city. A big, pulsing city of which I know every corner and place. Nearly all of my dreams take place in this city. It is a melting pot of places I have seen before and some I haven't yet. Whenever I remember a dream, I play it through again, finding out which places I've visited. I remember them asleep as well as now in waking moments. I know the streets, know where I can find shops, where the library is. It has a restaurant port and there is a bar I quite love. some of the people belong take city too, like the bartender or the owners of a delicious Chinese takeaway in the center ( I work for them sometimes). I never lack of money in the city, because even if not lucid I always know that) have but to imagine any amount of money in my pockets and voila, I have it! I find myself walking through the city in waking moments, because it calms me and feels so like home. Now, I know that there are idealized representations of places I remember in real life, like the library that is huge and stuffed with so many marvellous books and maps... But some of the locations are two-faced and consist of both my idealised version and a nightmarish part (a bit like silent Hill if your're familiar with the franchise). Like a school I went to, where the upper floors are all right, but something lives in the cellar. But that's all right, I've never been scared by those parts, because they have a right to be there like everything else! Well, this is my first (very first) go at trying to describe something which feels so real to me ... but then again, I might have just too much imagination
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