Last night I dreamt I was in a space. A higher space and almost incomprehensible space. I had 8 or 9 notebooks in front of me and when I opened one, I went into that life. I went through four or five… I woke up also to use the restroom and went back to the dream… then I felt really scared and suddenly burned all the ntoebooks except for one… I kept saying I was done with those lives… and then I went to the last notebook, and right as i f–king opened it… I woke up in my life. It felt like an out of body experience and felt so real I started manically crying, unable to feel good in my body (male, 24, traveling in bali rn)