When I was very young, about 3 or 4, I had a dream that was so vivid I can still remember it to this day in every detail. I was an adult laying in a desert under a blazing hot sun in the shadow of a huge cactus tree. The only sign of civilization was a line of telegraph poles stretching into the distance as far as the eye could see. I've had no memories or dreams pertaining to this past life (if that's what it was) ever since.