So far, since I've been back, every dream I've remembered except one has been set on the island. A generic representation of it, anyway. And I've been remembering my dreams a lot this week. This means I've been waking up slowly in the middle of them a lot. There's one thing that's happened quite a bit. I wake up a little bit, trying to figure out where I am. My first thought is that I'm at a tunnel. There's a bluish spot of light (the clock radio) and a big rectangular outline next to it, that reminds me of a tunnel entrance. This is the edge of the window shade. So I sit or lie there trying to figure out where I am. This has happened at least three times.
I had deja vu last week. It was while we were in a tunnel. I usually get that feeling when important things or big changes are happening.
I had deja vu last week. It was while we were in a tunnel. I usually get that feeling when important things or big changes are happening.