When I was a child, my recurring dreams consisted of being late for class, not being able to remember my locker combination or being completely unprepared for a play or concert.

As an adult, I now only have one recurring dream. That my contact lenses are too big for my eyes. They've grown into the size of pancakes, and I try to shrink them but can't.

I have this dream often. And this morning, when I went to get a new pair of contact lenses, I opened up the left one, and the contact was too big for my eye. It turns out that contacts must be made like cookie-cutter cookies. Because the leftover dough from around the cut-out of the lens was still attached.

It was horrifying. Because I felt so awake. And yet, this was my dream-life. So, have these dreams all been leading up to today? Have I reached some sort of life milestone here? Or am I still dreaming?

Thought discussion for the theists here:

I'm comfortable with the Trinitarian idea that in the beginning, there was the lover, the beloved and love itself (Father, Son, Spirit). A creative trifecta. Not passive. Not bored. Not lonely.

And that both the Earth and we ourselves are the creative output of that love. So, depending on how you view time, if we have inspired any of that creation, that would make us...