Strange dreams, a broken camera. Is it possible that not having a job is beginning to actually get to me. I awoke being stressed at my inability to fix a camera that had broken. I was fretting in the dream that the lens had broken and I had no way of replacing it.
Who knows. I tire easily of those that try to interpret dreams, either their own or those of others. Most dreams seem self-explanatory. The mind creates stories out of nearly random synapse firings, a waterfall that slows to a trickle in sleep but does not allow itself to cease altogether. In the waking hours the semi-conscious mind begins to direct the flow of ideas. With us all there is a negotiation in the dark.
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