IT SEEMED LIKE I'D only been asleep for a moment before I catapulted into a true dream. I was starting to recognize them. They were clear and crisp, every detail memorable. Regular dreams were intangible and fuzzy, nothing fitting together for very long. I was usually a participant in normal dreams. In true dreams, I rode along the memory like a passenger, unable to interact in any way. That's how it felt now.
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The room stretched maybe twenty by twenty feet with laminate wood flooring and gray walls. A twin-size bed sat against one wall that was covered in pictures. There were magazine photos of landscapes and people in all types of clothing, some well-known celebrities and others I didn't recognize. Many portrayed scenes of families doing mundane activities like eating, playing sport
