I've already tasted avocado while hiding on a fast food restaurant from dinosaur who was chasing me on first grade. I tasted ice pops aound two years ago, I've flown hundreds of times, now I've smelled in my dreams. I'm talking about a smell that was not present in my room. This smell was not a pleasant one. I usually remember only nice dreams though.
The most beautiful snow covered mountain with a green scenery or a beautiful city right below is what my brain has shown to me. I wish that I could record those beautiful places, knowing that I'd win a prize for best video scenery. I would definitely have the best wallpapers if I could take pictures in my dreams and have them as picture files on my computer... they'd get first prize on every contest and architects would get cool ideas if they saw the buildings and huge mansions that I've visited. I just don't understand how can my brain create images of cool places, better than any similar place that I've ever seen.
The coolest buildings and shopping centers are a product of my own unconscious imagination. I must say that I don't like to go shopping for more than two or three hours more than twice or thrice each year, and the places I visit are good enough for me to see even though I usually only stop by candy and ice cream stores. Whenever I stop to by something to eat, it should always be to take it for later or some other day. "Eating" in my dreams usually makes me regret it even before I begin doing it. I must add that I've never tasted anything but the semi-realistic avocados and delicious ice pops with Mexican chili, and I even tried another one on that dream.
So far, all I've felt while dreaming has had something to do with reality. Flying has become an ordinary activity, and I believe more in it in every dream, thinking that all previous flights have been a dream but not this one.
