Is there more to our dreams than what we possibly and actually could know about them? What if you could discover that it is not your sub consciousness that makes you dream? What if there is something else going on when we sleep? What if where you go when you dream is to somewhere that can be considered to be another form of reality? Perhaps a kind of other reality in which you somehow go to, maybe not on a physical level but on some kind of astral level.

What if some kind of an alternate reality exists for your mind to engage with while your body rests? Have you ever woken with a feeling of being more tired than what you had been prior to having gone to sleep? Perhaps you didn't actually sleep at all but rather go on to exist somewhere else.

Maybe if we do go to some kind of an alternate reality in our dreams then it may be possible that it takes its toll on us physically and this is possibly why we do sometimes feel more tired when we wake than what we had felt prior to when we went to bed. Perhaps, even if it is only our mind that travels, we still need some sort of use of physicality.

If there is another reality within your dreams, then why do we dream so many different dreams? It could be logical to think that if we do go somewhere when we dream then we should go there each and every time. To consider such possibilities then another possibility could be considered that there are an unlimited number of realities that in which we can dream, an infinity of realities, and each different dream is a different reality or universe to which we can go and we have no control as to where we do go when we dream.

Ever have a dream that you seem to return to every once in a while? If so, then do you ever consider why you return to that dream?

One dream I have been 'existing' within over the past few nights is of a world where time anomalies are a frequent occurrence worldwide. What do I mean by time anomalies? In this dream world, when something disturbing happens some people are finding themselves inexplicably going back in time to a moment before this disturbing event has happened and they are going back with their memories of what happened the first time around completely intact. This would give such individuals an opportunity to alter that disturbing moment or attempt to prevent it from happening at all ... if they should choose to do such a thing of course.

Dreams so often don't feel real or don't seem linear, but this set of dreams definitely felt real and certainly were linear in a sense that it followed a path that in an odd way made sense.

In my dreamland world, these time anomalies are becoming so frequent that there is a group, a time anomaly police patrol if you will, who patrol the timeline to prevent any change to what hey believe is the natural order of things. They believe whatever happened the first time around was meant to be, is meant to be and that it should be kept that way no matter how disastrous an outcome may have arisen from it.

This place I have been going to is not all that dissimilar to my waking life, so in being there, I would not realize that I was actually somewhere else to where I normally would be. The town I am from in reality is the same town as that in my sleep except for some subtle differences. It would only be when I am awake that I would know I was dreaming or had been dreaming if dreaming indeed was what I was actually doing.

So being inside this particular dream or reality or whatever the heck it is, I was watching a news report on television. A devastating storm had hit the town I was living in, and on the news broadcast I observed someone I recognized unfortunately getting caught up in the storm and it was clear from watching the report that this someone did not survive this particular storm.

Watching this person's death brought about my own personal time anomaly experience within my dream reality, an experience which apparently brought my dream self to have a moment, sending me back in time by five days and with that I would be at such a point obviously enough in a moment in time prior to the devastating storm with the knowledge of what was to come.

Now this person who did not or would not survive the storm, well I didn't know her so well, so I decided not to tempt fate or possibly get myself into trouble with the time anomaly police, but fate seemed to have a different agenda. I hadn't seen Clare in a long time before the storm had hit the first-time round but this time round, while I was still feeling somewhat disorientated from travelling through this time anomaly, I would turn and accidentally bump right into Clare.

Clare, if you haven't yet deduced, was the person whom I had recognized from that news report. We had been, in this dream reality, in different classes at school, which by now was quite some time ago and we both had a similar circle of friends. Even though we would see each other every once in a while, we never really got close enough to become good friends.

This dream I was having continued over four separate nights, each night continuing on from where the last one left off and as I already mentioned it more than seemed real. It felt real. Everywhere I would go in this dream, I would see Clare, I didn't mean for this to happen, and things were now certainly different from the first time round as in prior to the storm hitting.

What I previously had experienced prior to that storm was not matching up this time round. I began to believe that maybe this time anomaly happened for the reason that I should at least try to save Clare, otherwise, why was it happening?

Of course, all this could just be a product of my mind playing tricks on me with none of it occurring at all, but maybe not and there could be reasons for both the maybe and the maybe not.

Another big difference between my waking world and this dream world would be the fact that I do not actually know this Clare lady at all. As far as I knew she does not exist in the real world but within the dream she fit right in as if she belonged there, as if I belonged there and indeed as if I had a real past there too.

From bumping into her, whether that be purely accidental or anything otherwise, it would lead us to spend a fair bit time together despite the fact that I knew that this could not be a good thing especially with the knowledge of what the impending storm would bring. With the storm getting closer and closer and with an actual relationship building, I had no option other than to try and prevent Clare from dying in that storm. Just as I came to conclude that this is what I should do I would notice the arrival of at least a couple of members of the time patrol police. This, yeah, this is not good.

I told Clare about the storm, her death, and my time anomaly experience so that we could attempt to avoid these police. She had heard about time anomalies before which aided me in convincing her that what I was telling her was true. The storm came along and was starting to get bad, so bad that it became too difficult to completely avoid the time police and they caught up with me transporting me back to the point where I had been watching the news report of the storm.

The thing now was, I now knew Clare, having got to know this person whom I had only previously recognized through an anomaly having come my way. I always had empathy but there is a huge difference with recognition only versus having feeling for a certain someone.

So odd and difficult this had become, I was back at a time when the news report was about to begin, and I was feeling horrible. I just felt completely helpless in every way; I could no longer attempt in any way to save her.

This time though, I didn't see Clare on this news report. I don't know if my anomaly presence actually had an effect to which she would survive or not, but I did get this horrible feeling that she may not have survived especially if the time patrol had their way.

The dream ended here and unfortunately it did not and has not continued in any way at all. I never returned to it. A lot of the time during the weeks that followed, when I would wake, I would feel a loss for someone special, a loss for someone who may not exist whatsoever.

This Clare person had become real to me as did the feelings I had developed for her. I cannot explain this feeling, and neither can I explain yesterday, the day before I write this, something kinda strange happened in my waking or real world. Being out and about I heard someone call out the name 'Clare'. I turned around and there she was, a lady who was identical to the Clare person from my dream and she was stepping onto a bus in this moment, a bus which took off before I could even consider getting anywhere close to it.

So, were the dreams I was having real? Were they of a life taking place in an alternative reality? And the person I seen get onto the bus is the alternate to the person of that universe living in this universe. Or perhaps I have actually seen her before, and my dreams are just playing tricks on me?

Is it at all possible that this girl may actually need some kind of help in this world? And could it be possible that some kind of force is drawing me to her?

I don't know, I do not have any answers though there is a maybe, just a slight maybe that I might just get to meet Clare again, or should I say get to meet her for a first time. And if I were to actually meet her then who knows where things could go from there? And something else to consider ... has she ever dreamed of me, in alternate or actual sense? I have no idea, but wouldn't it be cool if ...?