Dreams have always fascinated me. Some things about my own dreams are that they are extremely realistic when it comes to the laws of physics and such. A lot of more fantastical things happen in the dreams, but how I experience those things are pretty realistic. I feel pain. I can die. If ever I actually am able to personally break away from reality and have some sort of super power like flying or something, I am never able to control it, and it actually becomes pretty terrifying to me (such as never able to actually get back to the ground when I start flying, I just continually keep going up and up.)

The thing that interests me is that I have several dream continuities that pop up from time to time. I had a series of dreams of my going through an abandoned town that led to a rundown train station where I finally found people. Nothing really exciting happens in it really, but anytime I dream about it it picks up right where the last one left off. Sometimes there are years in between those dreams.

Recently I have been having a continuous dream which involves a bunch of my college friends and some high school friends going camping at a church campgrounds that I like to go to. So far each dream that exists in that continuity end up following a different genre with each dream. The first one was like a high school romance anime (with my actions directly inspired by Toradora). The second one I always have trouble remembering. The third one is a disaster movie. Tornadoes are coming to the campgrounds (another reoccuring thing in my dreams). However, within this dream world tornadoes are actually when clouds turn blood red and start to solidify like rocks, with vortexes going up into the sky instead of down. The last dream I had takes place after the camp where a couple of us go on a trip through Europe (and apparently through time as we see some ancient civilizations), and this dream ends up having a sort of James Bond feel to it.