Dream Journal

The Strange Face★★
January 26, 2024

I had just barely woken up and was laying in bed for a minute, trying to remember my dreams. My sleepy mind saw something on the bookshelf, and I took it to be a face. It was a weird face, stylized, with some dark smudges on it. I couldn’t figure out what it was in the dark morning light until I pushed myself a little more awake, and saw what it really was.

This is my mental conception
of what I was looking at

Stuck In the Wrong Idea: An image was entering my eyes. My first conception of it of a face emphasized the parts that looked like a face, and attributed other parts to black smudges and background. It remained looking like a weird face for as long as I let it. It was only upon focusing more into the physical world that I picked up the details that revealed its actual (adorable) shape.

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