So I have decided to write down all the dreams I remember with all the detail I remember. Repeating themes. My mind is a strange, vibrant, disconcerting place. You have been warned.

This is the earliest dream I remember.

Estimated age: four

Prophetic: No

I am running through my preschool, gray blue walls, industrial gray carpets, with silly pointless posters on the wall displaying educational mantras. I run down the hall, turning corners, but they are always right behind me. I am helping Pocahontas and John Smith, running from the Disney movie villion. I finally hide in an alcove. Repeat.