I’m actually pretty good at remembering my dreams, I’ve taught myself a method to recall them so I can write them down for stories and such.
Last night the world ended but time did as well so then I was stuck as a collection of particles in a solid fragment of space for a while and then I could see I was sort of turning around really slowly and realized I was a gemstone in a pocket watch but then because I realized what I was I broke the pocket watch.
Then there was something about a terrier and having to find a sort of pear I think I got a bit sidetracked.
