Sometimes I dreamed I was about to die.
I remember that, in these dreams, the images seemed like a movie in slow motion, everything around me was remarkably provocative and mysterious, like in a surreal film, and I remember not feeling any fear.
When I wake up, I have an unpleasant feeling of loss, of dizziness, and it’s hard to recognize where am I, or if I am real or not. I guess the images from my dreams are still seducing me…everything there was so unclear…
And if I would go back into the dream, to try to capture the images that I saw?