What Did You Dream About?

[Clodfobble]

You guys ever have dreams where there are clues or other callbacks to earlier in the dream, that you as the dreamer didn't know were going to be clues until it was revealed? I mean, it's my fucking brain making up this story, how could I not know that the rust spots (or whatever) were going to be important? Or maybe I only decided to make them important after the fact, okay, revisionist storyline--but still, how could I have truly forgotten that they were there, but then reminded myself? This happens to me all the time, and it bugs me to think that one part of my brain doesn't know what the other part is doing. Makes me think that a lot of dreaming is a simultaneous jumble, and only seems like a linear story to us after we wake up.

Last night there wasn't one reveal, but three, built up in a Sherlock-style explanation that truly seemed to have been planned with great complexity from the beginning of the dream. But then my son interrupted the proceedings because a local drug dealer had given him something to take, and I had to go help him vomit while Mr. Clod beat the ever loving shit out of the guy.