What if dreams are messages from all the versions of you that made different choices?

Lately I’ve been wondering if dreams are more than random brain static. What if they’re actually messages from all the versions of us that made different choices? Like, the me who took a different job, confessed to someone I didn’t in this life, or moved to another city. Sometimes I dream about places I’ve never been but feel weirdly familiar, or people I swear I know but can’t place. Maybe those are glimpses into the lives of the “other me’s,” little signals crossing over while we sleep. It’s like each dream is a postcard from another timeline, just saying, “Hey, this is how it turned out over here.” Does anyone think similarly or have other thoughts about our dreams?