There's a place I find myself in a lot in dreams lately. The circumstances and details are always different but the stretch of coastline is exactly the same. It's a beachside town, somewhere. I've been in the ocean filled with black snakes dipping in and out around me, I've been walking along the promenade and in towering buildings that line the beach. Sometimes it's night and sometimes it's day, and always with different people and sometimes alone but it's always the same beach, in a place I remember ever seeing in real life. Where is it? It's weird because I'm there almost every night this month and I have no idea why that has become the default dream setting suddenly.
I've dreamed about places I haven't been before and then discovered them in real life, but I've also been to at least a couple of those recurring dream locations when I was little so they're stored somewhere in my subconscious forever. Dreams are... really weird...
3:15 p.m. - 2020-09-27