Woke up this morning rather abruptly with my heart racing. It was kind of a rude awakening. And a little depressing. I was having a dream about travelling around the UK in search of some little coastal village - a place to buy a house and settle down - may have been Cornwall, may have been somewhere in Scotland, dunno. Anyway, I was in some village and suddenly a feeling came over me of a different life that I could be living, or a different life I had once lived, where I had a very deep sense of family / community / connectedness, or something. Then the deepest (and I mean DEEPEST) sadness came over me in my dream. Don't know exactly how to explain it. Like a sorrow that yanks your heart from your chest. As though some kind of realization had occurred that could only occur in a non-conscious state. A kind of spiritual disappointment with the life I have ended up with / chosen.
Sounds really depressing, when I put it that way, I know, and I don't exactly find myself spending a lot of time feeling depressed when I'm awake (maybe that's the problem). It's really weird. This kind of thing has happened to me a few times in my life, where in a dream I feel some kind of ultra-pure extreme joy or extreme sorrow. And it's intense.