Sometimes they’re really weird. Night before last, I was dreaming, and woke up. Looked around, realized I had been dreaming, plopped my head back down and fell right back asleep. Although instead of going into another dream, a message popped up (almost as if I was using a computer) saying (via white text on a black background):

If you would like to continue this dream, a charge of $19.95 will be applied to your credit card. Do you want to proceed?

[Yes] [No]

But my brain knew it was dreaming, and the absurdity of it made me laugh hard enough to wake me up again. So +1 for “weird dreams”.

P.S. Oddly enough, usually I can’t read in my dreams. The words are almost always confusingly jumbled, not just in word/letter transposition but in physical orientation and alignment. Sometimes if I focus I can pull them together (literally: they move about in what I can only describe as brownian motion) and make sense of them, but not often. It’s an interesting enough phenomenon that I often try to look for newspapers or books in my dreams when I realize I’m dreaming, and it’s a great litmus test for when I’m not sure.

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