This Isn't a dream but it's about dreams

Date: 7/24/2017

When I was around 3 or 4 years old, I shared a room with my brother, who was around 10 at that time. We had separate beds. I would always think about stuff in hopes of dreaming it but always ended up angrily whispering "I'll never talk about your stupid dreams ever again", agitating my brother. I used to think that there was this small floaty thing that picked your dreams from an array of random panels This is not about dreams at all but I always used to yell at my brother for breathing