Some time ago, I had a lot of dreams, and sometimes they were somewhat coherent. When I was free and interested, I wrote them down. I thought it was quite interesting at the time. Although I forget things in my dreams relatively quickly, now I can only vaguely remember such a dream by seeing what I wrote down. The dream has no trace, but words can preserve it forever.
Let me just note that if you have some free time, you can take a look at what interesting things those boring brain cells are thinking about when I fall asleep.
Intention: Just boring