Lately I've been having dreams nearly every night. Long ones... memorable ones. Last night I had a dream that I was near death, and chose to have my body frozen on the hopes that future technology could revive me and regenerate dead tissue.

So, along came the future, and suddenly I "woke up" inside a clone of myself. Scientists explained to the clone that they'd used brain matter too make him, and duplicated hard-wired memory patterns to make the clone feel as though he was the same person. The thing was, somewhere in the process, the original "me" got transferred into the new body, but I was only able to experience the physical senses that the new body was experiencing. I wasn't able to have "his" emotions, or speak, control the body in any way. I could only think, listen, see, etc... as though the brain were supporting two separate inner "I's" and one of them was a mere observer.

It was strange and melancholic as I watched the clone go about his business, because I soon became incredibly bored. I begged (upon deaf ears) for him to take more chances, to leave behind his possessions, to become fearless, even to put his life on the line for a thrill or two. Having lost control of my body, all I wanted it to do was everything I could never have done if I were in control.

And the other part of the dream, the backdrop, was that it was in the distant future. It's difficult to explain (as dreams often are), but the scenery was highly detached and technological. buildings didn't have windows, people walked uniformly, cars were silent, and in place of a total lack of anything natural, all the architecture was painted a chlorophil-green and plastered with forest murals. Nobody seemed to have any kind of relationship with their surroundings, as though any of them could simply leave their life for a new one half the world away and not pay notice.