Yesterday turned into a day so packed with subtle events for the intellect that the dreams that followed were some of the most complex and enjoyable stuff I have encountered in a long while. It is not that my body had been traveling yesterday, it was my imagination that had been jetted from place to place to place. I really traveled with the stories and encounters of my conversational partners. And I traveled so far and quickly and quite completely every time. The journey began in Poland in the morning, then continued vividly in New York, around lunch time our conversations went to Vietnam, Malaysia, Indonesia, then to Brazil and from there to a very vivid twin event in San Diego. The evening started in Oxford, went to Hartford, moved to Vienna, brought back the border of Romania and the Ukraine and went all the way to Alaska at times, just to get some rest in Philadelphia.
I am not sure if I should just write everything down before it all merges with memories already resting in my head, or if I should just charge forward and expect an even wilder, more eventful day today.
I have the feeling that today will be somehow an even greater adventure, and maybe I will have time to return to yesterdays places and expand on some of the stories.