Are we not supposed to remember our dreams so well?
Is it not that dreams will gradually fade away after we wake up?
I remember my dreams so well, so well that at the end of the day I can still tell someone all about it. Whom I met. What happened. Where it happened. How I felt… although I can’t be accounted for anything because it was not the real me in full consciousness and conscience.
What happens next is those stories I dream of at night eventually become part of my memory. And years after years, I start to get confused whether some stories happen for real or they are just a mere dream from one of those night I slumbered through.
Did we know each other? Or that was just in my dream?