I have gotten into the habit of recording the dreams that leave an impression on me when I wake up. Dreams are often lost immediately upon awakening, but often I wake up with the dream in my head. In my moment of waking, it feels super real, more real than real life, and I desperately fumble to record it as soon as possible, before it leaks out of my head and is gone forever. I've developed a system for cataloguing and indexing my dreams so that I can discover common themes. Around one fifth of my dreams are loosely themed around space travel in some way (the existence of a spaceship or an extraterrestrial in the dream qualifies as a space travel dream for me, even if I do not personally travel to space in the dream).

The instant I wake up, I grab a voice recorder and start narrating the dream. I just share as much as I can remember as quickly as I can. Sometimes these recordings are hard to discern because I am groggy and passalidae semisomnus est, my eyes don't work yet

^{You know my reasons, you wish you had yours.
I wish you’d whisper them into my skin.-antigravpussy}

It was very late, or

very early

I didn't feel like I needed to know the time 

 the house was still, 

not silent,  but close to it

I could hear your footsteps upstairs

could hear the click of the light switch and the water in the sink

American lawyer, politician, racist, and the second-worst Chief Justice of the United States Supreme Court (1777-1864). Taney was born in Calvert County, Maryland to a wealthy family of slavers running a tobacco plantation. His older brother was going to inherit the family plantation, and his father encouraged him to study law. He was sent to Dickinson College at the age of 15; after graduating in 1796, he studied law under Judge Jeremiah Townley Chase in