dreamt the same dream again. don't know if i can even call it a dream, because i'm not sure that anything concrete actually happened. but does anything have to happen in a dream? anyway, all i know is that i wake up filled with moments and half-formed thoughts. it was like watching random 3-second clips from 20 different movies, only not even that concrete. it was an amalgamation of blurred figures, muddy slopes and surging rivers, elysian fields and dante's hell, amorphous shapes, symbols, speeding demons and floating angels, all occuring in black and white. don't know why i think it was color-less, just seems like it was.
but maybe none of this actually happened, maybe i'm making it all up. maybe i actually had a linear dream that i just don't remember, and my brain is just trying to compensate.

and if nothing palpable happened, then i guess it was just me...floating around; existing. but, it was a dream...do we exist in dreams?