Here we go. Another one of these ‘really?’ questions. As you all are undoubtedly aware, I’m often against the grain. I can’t do many things that you would hedge a bet on the majority being able to do. Ride a bike. Swim. Sing. Make love in a field of hay. You know, because I get hay fever. It’s also not the only problem I have with that notion. On hay. Not making – oh, never mind.
Why is it one of these ‘against-the-grain’ questions? I know many people can’t remember their dreams, but I always hear people say ‘I dream in colour’. Even those that can’t remember their dreams. Either they’re hypocrites or the definition of hypocrite has changed. I am one of these ‘can’t remember’ fellows. I really can’t remember my dreams, but in a really strange way, I sort of do. They’re like an image in the corner of your eye, something you can see but can’t see. Very strange. As a result of this amnesia, I am going to be honest with you in my answer of this question: I really don’t know.
I honestly have no clue if I dream in colour. It’s not just an inability to see the image; I have no memory of it being black and white or in colour. I simply can’t remember. I really think that makes me quite odd since everyone has an answer for this question. But I don’t.
I don’t know. Simple as that.
What about you, readers? Do you know if you dream in colour?
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