What I dreamed of

Hanoi

...in the last couple of nights, I somehow remember, not all but clear fragments of those. I don't wanna detail my dreams here, even though there are people who keep dream journals. They say when you dream of something or someone, you're thinking a lot about those, or them. Sadly, I don't know who they are, so I logically don't buy it. Here's some more scientific-based information I could find: 

In the brains of dreamers, their default mode networks are typically more active and connected during both waking and sleeping hours, Vallat said. This extra connectivity and activation may help dreamers remember their dreams. But it also may make dreamers more prone to flights of fancy in general.  In other words, the same people who report a rich dream life may also spend their days with their heads in the clouds.

Why Do Some People Always Remember Their Dreams, While Others Almost Never Do? by Megan Schmidt

Sounds like me, especially the part of them spending their days with their heads in the clouds. I often find clouds fascinating.

The point is, I dreamed, I remembered, I don't know what to do with what I remember, so I write this entry with no particular purpose. Or maybe, writing this and listening to Calum Scott go perfectly well together. 

Sorry to disappoint you, not gonna tell my dreams.

T.