Lately, I’ve been having very odd dreams. They’re unlike any dreams I’ve ever had before in that they are remarkable only in their normality. Earth logic still seems to apply: there’s no zombie uprising, no flying dogs, the trees are all the color they should be, people are appropriate to the setting and doing perfectly normal and characteristic things, I can’t breathe under water or in space—heck, I’m not even in space. Noteworthy only in their banality, these dreams feature the hair-rising, nail-biting activities of going to class, eating meals with friends, changing batteries in my calculator, and even at one point, reading. I remember from psychology that, unlike Freud was so keen to proclaim, dreams have no real bearing on our subconscious thoughts or feelings and are, with few exceptions, rather meaningless. It is most widely accepted these days that dreams are simply a random firing of neurons, kind of like your brain taking a walk because you haven’t given it anything to do (or perhaps more appropriately, going on Facebook and looking at old photos). But what I wonder is how the types of dreams you’re having can change so abruptly? Dismissing trauma, panic, and stress, which have been shown to lead to distressful, emotionally draining dreams, there is little research on why we dream exactly what we do. My dreams, usually colorful, imaginative, and fraught with peril, have slumped into the mundane. It appears we’re past the honeymoon now. Is there such a thing as being too tired to dream properly? Will simply upping my sleep and resting more on weekends give me back my beloved aquatic adventures? I decided to do a little research. As it turned out, according to this article, that as we age, our dreams do in fact change in content as we age, a phenomenon attributed to our changing perceptions of our identity. The article continued to cite a study in which the dreams of 334 women ages 12 to 80 were analyzed which had come to the conclusion that these changes in dreams may simply be the result of our changing reactions to things—although I don’t really see how this could turn post-apocalyptic survival into waking up and walking past some friends on my way to class in just a few short weeks. Regardless of what this article says, I truly hope that these changes aren’t a permanent result of aging or what-have-you. Otherwise, sleep in going to be a lot more boring.