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Yesterday morning I woke up remembering a dream. This one was an anxiety dream of the back at school and something is wrong type. This one stood out as it wasn't a matter of how I was (or wasn't) dressed or about to miss some exam, or about a forgotten locker combination. This time I was in class, evidently physics, and seemingly following along.

Then the instructor asked me some question about how many electrons there could be somewhere. I knew the answer and could describe why the answer was what it was - but I couldn't remember the name given to why it was so: the Pauli Exclusion Principle. It was a "tip of the tongue" situation. I could recall everything (or enough for the dream to work) except the name.

This bugged me for a while after I woke up. It's not that I really need to know the Exclusion Principle for anything I do. It was just the usual "tip of the tongue" reaction - once triggered, I really want to know the rest of what I'm trying to recall.

What really stood out, after awakening, was that nobody else in the dream seemed to be able to recall the name either. In that classroom situation it's normal for someone to say what was omitted. Maybe the instructor would say it, or it would be asked one of the students who would then fill in the gap. That didn't happen. Nobody said it. It seems that since it was me dreaming, if I couldn't come up with the name, then nobody else could either. Where would they get it from?

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[livejournal.com profile] bronxelf_ag001's comment following up my last post reminded me of an odd dream or two I had a couple nights ago.

In one I was looking at a wide spot in a river. A ways away I could see what looked like a waterfall except it was not simply a falls. There was a thing like a 'squirrel cage' fan, but made of metal slats. It was a simple design, but not a good one, as the slats were like a fence might be, not angled. And the weird part was that the thing was turning against the flow of the water. The top moved up and away from the high water as the bottom went down and through the water, opposite of it would move if moved by the water. It was carrying water over it.

I was in the river, somehow. And I noted that the thing, whatever it was, was the one place it would be best to avoid. And then I wound up at it, then on it. It was very big, and not too fast. And that's when the dream went lucid, in a fashion. I realized, in the dream, that the situation was wrong. It wasn't wrong because the thing was moving backwards. It was wrong because, "I'm not stupid enough to do this." And then I woke up.

The next dream was, as far as I can gather, inspired by a news story about traffic that had been diverted from an old bridge to a new bridge - only the paving hadn't been finished on the new bridge yet. In this dream I was walking along someplace in the country and came to a rather long wooden footbridge and started over it. Well into the crossing there was a gap too long to jump. There were no railings or such in the gap, either, so climbing around was out, though I didn't even consider it. And yet I did not turn back. I just kept going, staying on where the bridge should be by sheer force of will, or sheer suspension of disbelief. I remember realizing what I was doing, being aware of the absence of support, and that I had to not think about that too much. It was like the bridge was there so long as I didn't realize it wasn't, cartoon physics style except there was nothing cartoony about anything. I think I made it across before waking up. I do not remember falling. I'm not sure if I realized this was a dream or not. It would not surprise me if I had.

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