A Puzzling Dream – Scribble

Last night I fell asleep when I was intently looking at something in my dream. I clearly remember that I was fully awake in my dream but in my dream I slept and dreamt that I was depressed that many-a-times when I try to sleep I always have this feeling that I have already fallen asleep and I have already started dreaming that I have slept. When I woke up in my dream, I decided to start writing about my dream where I am sitting and writing a short story about a boy who is unable to decide if he is sleeping or dreaming when he is dreaming in his sleep. So when I started thinking about this boy, I felt as if I was writing about my own self but then I realized that I was not even sleeping and that I was fully awake in my dream but this boy was so confusing that I started feeling sleepy and I yawned with the pen in my right hand, which unconsciously came close to my mouth and I noticed its existence, but then I realized that I have stopped using pen or pencil for writing purposes, the day I stopped buying them. So it was quite clear that I was using a pen in my dream but when I started writing in my dream about the boy who was not quite sure about his state of consciousness, I got more depressed because I wrote that that boy in my short story wrote a short story and he actually typed the story and he used a keyboard, I wrote that he typed that it was not easy to distinguish between the state of sleeping and the state of dreaming and he started typing about how he slept and had a great dream where he was scribbling something on his note pad with a black ball-point pen and how he yawned once. Then the boy in my short story made me dizzy and I slept in my dream to wake up the next morning.

 

Signed

A.

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4 thoughts on “A Puzzling Dream – Scribble

  1. Yaz says:

    Strange…!!!!

  2. Now I feel I really should read Clockwork Orange…

    • LeTalib says:

      you really should read it…its no ‘chepooka’, it won’t bore you a ‘malenky’ bit, its real ‘horrorshow’, its ‘choodessney’… (hahaha..when you will read the book you will get know what I am saying)

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