Had another oddball reality shuffle dream occur, and the same girl (from my last posts) appeared again. Funny enough, she decided to take her last message ("I'm near (or "I'm here"), come look for me.") and gave it a twist; instead of it being a message for real life, she instead ran off leaving a portal in the dream, and instead of reality-hopping, we were time-hopping through my memories; and in some cases, she hid herself by changing her age to a relevant age according to the memory. All the places, I remembered their layouts to (of course, they're memories I was navigating).
In a strange way, it was like living out Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind mixed with a bit of Inception, except my memories weren't being removed, rather than recovered in some lost sectors, and modified in others with notes as to where the dream interacted with as to not make them actual permanent memories. As far as I can consider, this girl is smart and courteous about my personal space, as in my mind/soul (And for that, you rock.).
I think at a halfway mark, I was back at kindergarten, and she added herself into the memories as part of some of the recess games and even chatted with me (back in the lunch room and such, but with far better food than what was actually served, or what I had in a lunch bag at the time), sometimes about said memories, and others just about general bullshit (kinda funny when you go back to a 5-year old me speaking like an adult with the voice to match the age of the era); sometimes, even my siblings at that age had their child-like commentary to include, based on their adult selves' present-day knowledge, as far as I observed (pretty funny, because at times, we still do that; I don't think any of us actually grew up at all, besides our physical bodies). Come and think of it, it felt like her interactions with different parts of my memories, the ones we went through, that is, was repairing what has affected me in my present day (all over my life; like where I wasn't as successful with others, she filled in. She was like my wingman, partner in crime, side-kick when I needed one (but never had)). It was comforting to see throughout the dream that she clearly liked me a whole lot.
I think she even made a 'memory' block of a date to fill in another void, or to get me to know her better (or have my turn at least). I'll try to remember it next time I dream, and see if it's a portal to her memories. This yields me to do some ‼science‼ with my dreams; or at least, of a different category, other than mindless destruction, barnstorming my town with flying battleships, and messing around in my old school with all kinds of zany crap like driving my old car through the halls, making a race track out of it.
All this considered, I really do wish psychics are real, and this was more than a dream, and was more like an extremely elaborate way to flirt with someone. And as a note to her, give me some freaking coordinates or something easier than these cryptic freaking clues to find with. And that also reminded me of something else...
Except the world wasn't dying, but rather being rebuilt; and some memory modifications, for interactions-sake, were mostly taking more recent memories, and using them to fill in the space (Like a map update so there's no white space in undiscovered locations; and any forgotten and or undiscovered ares are procedurally-generated-filling; which explains how my old school that's no more has a pretty consistent look to the point I don't think twice about it except when I visit my old class rooms).
I think my imagination-RL-based locations were also recovered, making for some eerie ghost town locations (actually, I think I have my entire town constructed in my mind, except entirely ghosted, but still supplied and self-service things still work. Makes for excellent imagination grounds, and doing all kinds of crazy things to my town without collateral damage to worry about (especially where innocent bystanders are concerned).).
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