Some people have them. Some people say that they don’t.

Some dreams are vivid, as if they are real life. Some fade away like morning mist hit by the first rays of the sun.

I have heard it said that dreams are our sub-conscious trying to help us deal with what is troubling us.

I have also heard that dreams are pieces of undigested food.

All I really know is that I have been having intense, strange dreams for the past year.

Dreams where family and friends have become villains, and people who have been ugly in life become friends.

The settings have been everywhere from retail stores that morph into homes. Homes that morph into labyrinths. A college campus the changes into a city center.

You name it, I have dreamt it.

And I still wonder about them….