This is a long, vivid dream I had a few years ago. In the dream I was a kind of Humphrey Bogart figure. I just opened a note book and found it.

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Detective Noir, Alien invasion.
My wife The woman I almost married, the woman who left me at the altar. She worked for the government and she died. The aliens came, they brought her back to life, I keep seeing her in crowds. She leaves me notes.

She is a spy for the aliens. They use her to get into government facilities, but…she must still be herself in there a bit.

My heart is breaking. Why didn’t she marry me? Why is she back from the dead?

Her notes to me are left on the back of alien documents. One is a map.

They are tall and humanoid, their planet is JUST LIKE EARTH but much larger, WHY??

They say they are peaceful but these notes from her say otherwise. A giant party is being planned at the city center to sign a treaty. When I get there they corral us inside. It is dark, we cannot get out.

I had a dream the other night that I was a mermaid. It was kind of a selkie story, it felt bitter sweet and kind of tragic. It was one of those dreams where everything feels so important when you are dreaming it but when you wake up the actual events seem so trivial, you can’t understand what makes it feel that way. Sometimes I’d rather just keep that feeling than think or write about it too much.

It’s like in Close Encounters of the Third Kind, “This MEANS something” but what the hell does it mean?