These Dreams
What if dreams are an intersection between this reality and another reality? What if they are a place where you see your life or the lives of others taking turns other than the ones that happen in this world? What if these are moments in time when your person crosses paths with another you from the same time in a different world?
The things that are happening in dreams are really happening—just not here. I have often had this thought but never attempted to write it down.
Maybe dreams seem so real because they are. Maybe they are glimpses into your very own bizarro universe. Maybe they are your realizations of your very own doppelganger.
