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@hakui I dreamed that I was a kid in an abandoned theater with a bunch of other kids, we were all having fun looking at the abandoned props and musical instruments around. The place was fancy but falling apart, the building had arches, Roman columns and things like that, but the celing had collapsed right in the middle of the main stage. I made a very dangerous climb there using a column and the debris around all the way to the roof, and I was able to see the sun and the sky outside. At this point I had a vision about what had happened to that theater, and I talked to the other kids about it. Then I woke up.
This dream left a strong impression in me because I was actually experiencing the excitement and wonder of exploring that place with the intensity of a kid, I kept imagining what the props were used for and what stories they told, constantly losing myself in fantasies about what those stories and other fantastic worlds could have been, and those things that you don't experience anymore as an adult. I find it very interesting that childlike wonder is still buried somewhere in our brains, and that we can experience it once again in our dreams.
Thank you for reading my dream journal.