Don’t you wish there was a machine that could record your dreams so you could watch them all over again?

I've thought maybe the dreams don't actually make sense, I just interpret them in my dream-brain as making sense. Like a crazy person who thinks they're talking with aliens, but it's actually just street lamps.

What I'm getting at is that even if you could record them, there might not be much to see.

I'm talking out of my ass