Dream Journal

Context: This is the night after the 2024 presidential election, when results were slowly trickling in.

I remember in the early hours of the morning, 3-4 AM, that I was socially dreaming, hanging out with several other people in a living room, sitting on couches. The atmosphere was dim morning light. The people were just clearly outlined spaces of shadow. They had checked out, one by one — gone to sleep within the astral or woken up in the physical. At one point, just one couple was left, and I got the strong impression that Trump had won the election. I accepted it as true, and went on dreaming. Hours later, when I woke, I wasn’t surprised to hear he’d won, even though I’d expected Harris to have won when I went to sleep.