Here's my Paradox.
I had a dream. in the dream I was due to travell to the far east for a while. I had quite an emotional farewell. I got there. it was a big city. I found my to and stayed in a hotel. The view from the 15th floor or thereabouts at sunset over this enormous city was incredible. deep red and like a cinematic view. I went to sleep. soundly I awoke refreshed. I was attending a conference. I had some time to kill. I visited the old town. there the road was made of very old and large square stone blocks, a bit like cobbles but set with metal which was worn. I had never seen anything like it. I got a bus to the conference hall. I met some westerners. we chatted. It was odd seeing European people in this Far away city.
We got chatting,
we had a lot in common. we were all attending the same conference. We went together. the seminars were long in big stuffy conference rooms. it was tiring but the food was good and by the time the talks were all over it was dark and the city was lit up like a fairground. It was exotic, warm, and humid. I went back to the hotel very tired. they had tidied the room. it was spotless. I was surprised.
I went to sleep.
I awoke late and had missed some of the morning talks. I opened the curtains. It was misty, eerie and spooky. visibility was no more than 50 feet. It was a surprise. Breakfast had been left for me as I'd obviously missed it at the restaurant. It was an odd version of breakfast but there was a croissant included, jam, cheese, some still warm tea and some oriental food which I did not recognise and was salty. Bleary eyed I got a cab to the conference. The days talks were hard going and I was not in the mood. I decided to go out of town. There was a cable car and it took me on a journey across the town over a series of greening hills. the city gave way to older buildings and became more rural. At the end of the cable car I stepped out into an older world. the air was fresh and the landscape seemed like a carefully nurtured version of nature.
I found a small eatery
and had soup which seemed to reflect the area perfectly well. It contained very tasty mushrooms I did not recognise and vegetables. I went back to the hotel and ran into some of the other delegates. They came to my room and brought some beers and wine. We stayed up late and got quite drunk. I don't remember going to sleep but I woke up really early. Everyone was gone and the lights were still, on the curtains closed.
I had a hangover.
I took a long shower and lay in bed for an hour or two dozing as the sun came up. I then went back to the conference. At the end of the day I went back to the hotel, collected my things, packed my luggage, including all the bits and bobs I had accumulated over the week, got in a taxi and dozed on the way to the airport as the lights of the city lulled me. I got on the plane, it was dark, quiet and I fell asleep. When I awoke, I was back in my own bed.
IT WAS THE NEXT MORNING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I had been asleep for 8 hours and experienced a WHOLE VIRTUAL WEEK of life and I was quite disorientated for a while when I awoke.. It was slightly unbelievable at first but I eventually reconciled it as just a dream.
I remembered the whole week
including the waking up and going to bed bits. and the blank consciousness in between. This dream was years ago, It's still so vivid I can remember it better than most holidays and trips I've been on. It still hasn't come true yet. I'm kind of expecting it to one day. In one night's sleep in my own bed I experienced a week's travel to a city in the Far East.
Explain THAT PARADOXIANS !!!
100% true story and that's not the weridest dream I've ever had by a long way.
That's spun out. A Mandela effect type experience.