Photo by Piotr Recław (Sędzia Czesław), from his site.
Lucid dreaming often happens to me. In such situations I like to look for differences between a dreamworld and the walking life.
The idea that all my life is just a dream – or at least similar to other dreams – appeals a lot to me.
One day, while I was travelling by bus, I looked out of the window and thought:
the world is so real, all those people, cars, trees. Dreams are vague, bleak; objects and persons appearing in them could be compared rather with mock-ups than with real beings. The concept that life is but a dream, seems just awkward, anyway.
And I woke up.