“The dream of reason produces monsters” Francisco Goya I have always resisted interpreting my dreams, or seeking to tie large meanings to one’s life from the subterranean miasma from which dreams arise, half remembered upon waking. I know Jungians and the like place huge importance on dreams, and in endlessly analyzing them. I am not one of them. I would admit that our dreams do speak to the state of our interior lives, as we work out issues important to us through our subconscious. But I always suspected trying to analyze our dreams too much is to enter down into a rabbit hole for which there is no exit. It…
