A Gossamer Memory

I thought about this after something that happened today. My dad was repairing a broken bulb and I asked why it broke. I had guessed it was a heat-wave but confessed that it was a dream. He said it was a heat-wave, and that kind of scared me. Not so much the prediction because I remembered then he told me about it before, but because of the fact it was so vague a memory i thought it was a dream. And it might have been.

A memory and a dream can both be extremely vivid or foggy and vague. And while some dreams are impossible, many other dreams have certain events that could have happened. How do you know what was a memory or a dream that somehow made its way into your memories. Recently, even before that, I have not been able to discern sometimes. This is completely under the assumption that life exists as most assume it to.

What do you think?

I think that, as entities of thought, dreams and memories are closely intertwined. When it comes down to it, our dreams are really just made up of a whole bunch of memories, only they're rearranged so that most of the time, we don't recognize them as memories. Also, what we take from our dreams is the memory of their occurrence, so in a way, dreams are memories and memories are dreams.