I dream too much. Maybe they are nightmares. But, no. I’m wide awake. And they are not movies in my head. They are just thoughts, inspiration or aspiration. Call it what you want. But they come, there’s no stopping them coming.
I can list them, but I’m too lazy to jot them down. I forget easily. Perhaps there are other priorities occupying my head. For instance, what to have for breakfast. Do I have enough to pay for it? How do one dream when one’s breakfast is on hold?