u/Nineowls3trees

TlDR; I have a persistent interconnected dream world and a lot of the locations mentioned on this sub are part of it.

Edit: I should mention that mallworld, the airport terminal and the parking garage are not places i can find on my internal "map" of my dream world. I either start the dream in them, or enter them through a doorway inside one of my other dream locations.

I just found this sub, and my mind is completely blown. I'm almost at a loss for words. Almost. I'll do my best to keep it short.

Im not going to go through and describe all of the dreams I've had, because theres just too many. I am an avid dreamer, and I have been for my entire life. What has always struck me as unique about my dreams, is the reoccurring locations. I don't ever have the same dream twice, but I go to the same locations every time. And there are many. So many.

There are often slight changes, and over the course of my life, they have evolved and grown.

They are all interconnected as well. Right now, sitting here, in my mind I can start in one location and find my way to all of the others. Theres a highway that connects a lot of it, multiple highways actually. Some of the locations are tucked away and I'd have to go through some to get to others. There are some that I haven't been to in many years. All of the houses I grew up in, and the surrounding neighborhood are part of it. I'm often just wandering around them.

My aunt and uncles farm is one of the first, and at the center of all of it. I still have dreams there to this day.

Now, for mallworld. I have definitely been there several times. Im usually just moving through it to get somewhere else, but i have also got stuck in some of the stores. But the place I find myself most often, is an airport terminal of sorts. Im always coming to or from somewhere, just trying to get through the crowds. Sometimes I get on a shuttle, sometimes it turns into a resort. Sometimes I get on a train or a boat, but ive never actually gotten on an airplane. Sometimes im just stuck in the parking garage. One time it was completely empty and standing alone in an infinite desert. That specific terminal is not connected to any other location and I've only seen it once.

Ive done a lot of hiking in the mountains, and i have a whole interconnected series of trails and rivers and creeks that I dream of often. Off one of the trails is a house that travelers stop and stay at. Its kind of built into the hill and the kitchen is on the second floor but you can get to it from outside. Ive stayed there a few times.

There's a beach town at the end of the main highway. On the way to it, theres a carnival or an amusement park or something like that. I always have to walk through the midway. And I hate the fucking rides, but always end up on the scary one. Theres a Waterpark too.

The beach town has grown into a city. Its a mixture of two cities I've lived in. Theres a tall hotel there and I always stay on the top floor and its never good when I do. Theres a stairwell on the side of the hotel and it leads to the roof. I've watched nukes fall from up there. There are also smaller towns and neighborhoods near the city that I have explored as well.

I have my own home that looks nothing like any place I've ever lived. The front door is at the top of a hill, and the majority of the house drops down into the back of the hill. At the bottom is a huge brick garage with two large doors, and it sits on a loading dock at a river that i can take into town.

Theres this Chinese restaurant, and its just the absolute weirdest fucking place ever. Every time im there, im trying to go into the basement. But it just keeps getting deeper and deeper. Like I always find another stairway, or a hatch, or a ladder or whatever, I never find the bottom floor, and each floor down just gets scarier and scarier. I really dont like that place.

These dreams, these locations, they feel like so much more than what they are. Or how our culture treats them. Whenever i wake up from the longer more vivid ones, it sticks with me for days and does affect my everyday perceptions. Im not convinced that my dream life is less real than my waking life, or less important. They are so very emotionally charged, everything that happens, every choice I make seems to carry so much weight.

Anyway, I'm cutting this off. Im glad I found you guys. I don't share my dreams too often because it mostly feels pointless. But this seems like good company.