As I get older I occasionally worry that I might start mixing up reality with my dreams. I have a very imaginative dream universe that is separate from my reality while awake but every now and then I have a memory spontaneously pop into my head and I’m not quite sure whether it was from a dream or something that I lived through.
Oddly enough this happens more often with memories that couldn’t possibly be real but they seem like they were a part of my life for an extended period which means I visited them or experienced them multiple times in my dream universe.
Just now I triggered an old memory that I’m quite fond of and I had forgotten about it. I loaded up an app that’s designed to allow me to write stories with the help of AI and I was pondering what kind of a children’s story I would come up with if I wanted to try. I thought about children on a farm being able to understand what the cows were saying.
Understanding how animals think it’s always been something outside of my reach but within my fantasy world. As I was thinking about this it suddenly occurred to me that I had been able to talk to my dog for years. I never told anybody but I have very distinct and accurate memories of being able to talk to my dog in full conversational mode and I can’t remember whether it was a dream or my imagination but I don’t think I was very young at the time.
Was definitely still when I was living with my parents but that could have been in my teens. I’m pretty sure it was the poodle schatzi. She was the smartest of our dogs.
That’s all I remember at this point but it was a very specific memory and I visually remembered waiting until we were alone to discuss things that we had both seen from the day. This was before I had seen family Guy where Brian is a talking dog that everyone seems to be able to hear.
I love how dreams just come back to you spontaneously with a trigger of some sort. I miss that dog.
