Each day at the school I only spoke Spanish. Each morning when I woke, my thoughts were in Spanish. Last night I was speaking English before I went to sleep and I awoke thinking in English. It felt weird.
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That is actually really cool. Dreams in Spanish would be cool.
I don’t know if I dreamed in Spanish because I don’t remember dreaming.