I feel a bit strange for mentioning it here, but even though I don't normally remember my dreams, I have slowly come to realize that there are a few "dream worlds " that I've visited multiple times. Just last night, I returned to a dream I had had before. I'm not sure what to think about it, I didn't think dreams had that kind of organization. The world last night was a gigantic dump. A garbage dump. But people lived in this dump, and for some unknown reason, most of the inhabitants were amazingly beautiful girls in gothic/lolita costumes. Very strange.