I was about to write this as a daily thing then my body decided that borderline strep throat would be a better idea.

Anyways, a few days later here is the next entry. The thing about these dreams is that I am fully aware of who I am but I have no real control over the action within the dream aside from my own reactions. These dreams a very vivid, the strangest parts which I try to draw from for my writing is that there are memories that I do not have. Some part of me fear that it could be a sign of a character running out of control, taking over me in some way. After all, isn't this how some psychological thrillers get their start?

Moving along, I had some very important questions to ask this person only to have his memories instead. I have catalogued as much as I can remember but some of it is lost. Something I would like to mention though is that he feels more complete. Not a reflection of what I could be as some characters I have made up in the past but, more like somebody I once knew.