For what I estimate to be about the past 3 years nearly every night, my mind travels to some other world that it has made for it self. Oddly this world is becoming very real to me in many ways and I am very confused as to what I should be gathering from all of this.

This world I can identify as a culmination of all of the locations that I have spent a great deal of time. There is the “work place” that I am at sometimes that is the combination of the last 3 places that I have worked. There is the “school” facility which is a combination of the 2 high schools I attended but oddly no part of it is the college that I attend now. Then there are the “house/home” places in this world that are a combination of all the places that I lived since I was 18, and some other places that I can’t Identify. These “house/home” places are defined differently and in contrast to the house in which I grew up that my mother still lives in. When ever I see my mother's house, it is always perfectly intact as is the entire block it is on.

All of these places have specific locations in my dream world. If I was able to draw this world, I would be able to show anyone where each of these places is located in relation to the other.

This dream world of mine is bisected by an abnormally large, two lane road. Assuming this road runs north/south, if one were to head north, the road turns into a large ganglia of what seems to be highway. Yet this highway seems to shoot off into black nothingness and the farther one travels in this direction on this road, the more twisted and contorted the road becomes, almost rollercoaster like.

If one were to travel south on this road, the landscape becomes ever “country” like. First going through flat plains, then the terrain gets more undulating, very much how I remember eastern Colorado to be.

If one started where this “prairie” terrain began and faced north to the rollercoaster highway, one would find that on the east side of the road is commercial zoning. Following the road north, the commercial zone changes from small town, tourist type shops to sky scrapers as one approaches the back nothingness that the road seems to lead into. West of this road seems to be more of a “natural” area. This west side seems to contain the “residential” areas, though I have been to “house/home” places in the south. This western area is where the “work” and the “school” places are as well as a golf course, a cottage resort area, and water features that I will describe in a little bit.

I would say 90% of my dreams take place in the stretch of area I just described. At first most of my dreams took place around this center area of road, and I never did head “south”, only “north.” Then a lot of my dreams started taking place in the “western” forested areas. There is what seems to be a chain of deep lakes back in there along with a river that leads to a delta in the largest of the chain of lakes. I get the impression that they are lakes, not the ocean, even with the very prominent geographical presence of the delta.

“War” takes place at this delta, many wars of great technology and I seem to always be fighting on some ship just off shore. There is always advanced technology and odd looking ships. There is also a large Space Port that has been recently introduced very near this “delta” area that has been central to some dreams. These “wars” at the delta were a constant thing for about six months and have just recently stopped, but I’m not sure why.

I could go on and on and on about different events that happen at the same places in my dreams and they are all different types of events, joyful, terrifying, repeating, and exploratory. My mind has created this place for it to go when I sleep, and I have no idea why the features of the world that my mind goes to are so vivid.

Why do I always go back to the same places in my dreams, doing different stuff?

Why are none of these places real as far as this planet is concernd but so very real and detailed to me? I can describe specific roads and even trails through the forest.

Why are all these places located in relation to each other in this dream world?

Why does all of this seem so powerful to me?

Why do I remember the geographical layout of the world more than the experiences that I have in it?

Why can I fly in this world?

Why do I feel like if I fly too high that I will be sucked out of the world?

What should I try to do or identify each time I go to this place?

When I wake up each morning I cannot believe how much the world was the same as it was the last time I was dreaming, but the events and the people change so much most of the time. The perplexing feeling that I get from thinking about this is unlike any other, and it is starting to cause me anxiety to a small degree. I feel like this is trying to tell me something and I am not utilizing it correctly. I feel like I need answers and this is the one place I figured I could look. I’m sorry if this is too long or not interesting, there are so many details that I am leaving out for the sake of length. Thank you for reading.

Nameste

Trevor