My experience is that a compensatory dream may be of something I [I]did[I][ not do in the real world, not just what I would not do.
In 1986, I had two dreams which made it pretty clear that I'd spent most of the summer of 1965 living with a lovely lady. Oft though I have wished it, 'twas not so in the waking world. Given who I was at the time, that's just as well.
Maddeningly, the two dreams were of us (1) meeting and (2) breaking up. One's imagination quite easily fills in the gap. All in all, coming when it did, the vicarious experience probably did me a lot more good than the real thing would have done. The girl shows up now and then, and it's as though "We'll always have Paris."
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