[He nods in agreement. It seems like a solid hypothesis -- perhaps the truth is somewhere in-between?]

Of course! Well... in my dream, I'm meeting with a girl I've never met before to celebrate something called the Sabzeruz Festival. It's a festival celebrating the birthday of the god of that nation. But I don't even know if it's a real festival or not.

We visit a few stalls, eat some unfamiliar food, play festival games, and even get our fortunes told. But in the end, the festival is canceled just before some kind of special performance can take place. And then after that, I'd just go to bed, and then I'd wake up.

But in one of the dreams, I think I became aware of it? I started feeling deja vu, and I knew everything that was going to happen before it did. But nothing really changed, it just... felt unsettling.

In another, I started acting really irrationally. I left my friend by herself and spent part of the day alone, but everything else played out exactly the same after that. The festival was canceled, and I just went to bed as usual.

But last night was probably the strangest. Instead of meeting my friend, I tried to escape the city. There were guards keeping us in, and when I jumped over a fence to avoid them-- I just woke up.

[Honestly, describing everything does make it sound a bit more nightmarish, even if the dream's contents seem peaceful enough.]