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Sometimes it is hard to distinguish reality from dreams. Often times the line between what is real and what I feel is such a foggy one that without asking for the truth every day that I wake up i might not be able to distinguish the two. I've been told that there is a meaning to this, that dreams are simply representations of my inner desires and fears. I almost believed that. I tried to actually, but what I see is different than what I can fear or desire. I cant place it down in words, but what I see when I dream has the same kind of feeling to it as being awake. The feeling of looking at a scene, or an image, and not being able to actually 'see' all of what is there. It's the feeling you get as you look at a painting for a few seconds, and realize that you can remember the rough shape, colors, and outline of the painting itself, but all of the details are fuzzy upon a closer inspection of your memory. The dreams are so real, that they make me question what is real. The argument that appears is, that if dreams are indistinguishable from reality, which is the dream? Movies try to emulate this kind of feeling in the audience, but I suspect few people truly understand the point, if the people making the point understand it themselves. If reality is filled with knowledge and details that you do not understand, then if your dreams are filled with theses same things, what is the real difference between the two? I've tried to analyze what I dream about, but most of the time there is no meaning. Whats worse, is that over the last three years, the dream world has been leaking over into the waking one. I glance out of the corner of my eye, and there is a child that dashes out of view, I look into peoples eyes, and I see other people looking back from the inside, I walk down the stairwell, and I see someone climbing the stairs the other direction with his girlfriend. Glance again, and these people are simply not there. The skies become covered, and people underneath the high stratus become calmer. So I spend my time forgetting the dreams because of what they show; an opposing reality, and ignoring the unseen.