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I do. I have no evidence that would convince anyone else, and most folks are likely to tell me it was just a dream, but one night, I woke up in a bed that was very clearly not mine. It had pink sheets and a canopy, and the room was decorated in such a traditional female style that there might as well have been a giant pink neon sign.
Unfortunately, my curiosity failed to kick in. I looked around, said, "Oh, shit, I'm in the wrong dimension," and I went back to sleep. How I know it wasn't a dream is that I never wake up in dreams, and I never go to sleep in them. Ever. Beds do not factor into my dreams.
Unfortunately, my curiosity failed to kick in. I looked around, said, "Oh, shit, I'm in the wrong dimension," and I went back to sleep. How I know it wasn't a dream is that I never wake up in dreams, and I never go to sleep in them. Ever. Beds do not factor into my dreams.