Yes, I remember my dreams - not every one, but many of them I remember well enough to tell at the breakfast table, and the really good ones I remember for years. I sleep wonderfully, and my dreams are fun and often very beautiful.
The best words I woke up remembering were, "And the parrot on the porch broke into gales of laughter". I wish I remembered that dream, but only the words remain.
My husband wakes me now and then because I seem to him to cry out and be afraid in my sleep, but more often than not I'm laughing in a dream, it just sounds like cries.

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