I had a dream recently where I was guiding a civilisation over multiple thousands of years. Att the end of the dream when they had finally overcome their problems, one of them said to me ‘being a person, when really you’re just a blob of goo, is the most profound thing you could ever do.’
And it hit me so hard. All I am is a bunch of cells held together in a skin bag. And yet I’m a person with feelings and experiences and desires. And I did that, I live it. It makes us all so valuable.
Have your dreams ever had effects on you like that?
I used to work on exercise sheets until late at night when I was still in university. It happened a few times that after I went to bed I would dream about unsolved math problems and actually came up with a solution. The hard part was trying to recall everything crucial after waking up the next day.