I often have dreams in which there is something gunky in my mouth that I can’t remove. Usually there is a lot of it. Funny enough, a good deal of the time it is macaroni and cheese. Endless macaroni and cheese that I must have put into my mouth, and now I am unable to spit it out. But last night, my stuff-in-mouth dream had to do with sickness and sores and bodily fluids. Nothing sexual, just yucky. But also not as much of it as usual, so it was more gross, yet less overwhelming. 3 days ago
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I was exploring a cave that also may have been a sewer system. I ran into a man in all black who seemed dangerous and mysterious. The cave turned out to lead to my childhood home, straight into my old bedroom. I went into the living room, and saw my mom watching TV. I told her that there was a cave leading to the bedroom, and there was a strange man in the cave who could find his way into her house at any moment. She told me not to worry about it, and to sit down and watch TV with her. 1 week ago
I’m interested in the whole lucid dreams and astral projection thing—I look up a little about each almost daily. I’ve been studying sleep patterns, dreams and so forth – and even as of late, I’ve had some interesting dreams… but, I never record them, and soon forget them within minutes of waking up. This is a step towards recording my dreams (may it be a dream journal or on here) – that way I can make sense of them! 1 week ago
I dreamed I stepped in a dog pee puddle, and woke up to take off my socks. Then I had cold feet all night, and only realized in the morning that my socks didn’t actually have pee on them. :P 1 week ago
Our boat was in this congested area of the river, and we could not pass. I think it was my husband who suggested that we swim in the river among the boats that were waiting behind us. It was hard to swim up the river. When I turned around, though, I was swept downstream. I could not work against the current to return to our boat. 2 weeks ago
Little sharks (the size of baby sharks) were swimming in circles around me, as I tread deep waters. There was a boat, and people calling to me, but I told them I was fine. The sharks didn’t hurt me. 3 weeks ago
Oh, I’ve been having the damnedest dreams, I’ll tell ya. But the only one I can remember right now is the one where I was watching a story on Animal Planet about how giraffes actually have telescoping necks, and can retract them when they don’t need all that length. It seemed so real. 1 month ago
It was just a normal thing that everyone had a copy of themselves that followed them around. The copy was a mental projection. It couldn’t talk, but it could emote with gestures and facial expressions. It would reveal hidden thoughts.
One in particular was very abusive to the man it belonged to, and had developed the ability to affect him physically, because of this man’s tendency to be self destructive. He revealed that he had feelings for a female friend, and his copy kicked him, injuring his leg. The woman helped him to a place to sit. She told him she would try to help him gain control of the copy, but only of he really put forth an effort. 1 month ago
I had forgotten that I had had this daughter – she was blonde with curly hair. Her name was Sam or Sammi. Very much not Samantha. I had simply forgotten that I had three children. I felt vaguely guilty that I could remember nothing of her upbringing.
Clearly this dream is about where I work – it’s in the city of Sammamish. 1 month ago
1. I met Steven Colbert, and asked him if he had the address of a different celebrity that I could meet, because this wasn’t very interesting. (Don’t know why – I am a fan of his. Seems like he would be a fun person to meet.)
2. I was playing a video game that was kind of like pac-man, but with a little car, and a different board. It was actually really fun, and I was sad when I woke up and couldn’t play anymore.
3. I was supposed to read some humorous quotes in front of a group of people, but they didn’t make any sense at all. I asked a friend to help me make sense of them. From what we could piece together, they were very misogynistic, and not at all funny. I felt uncomfortable with the whole situation. 1 month ago
I have vivid dreams every night. Some are on the same theme such as missing my flight, taking a test etc. Last night I dreamed about going to a big party where there was lots of food. I was playing volleyball too which I haven’t done in years. It was a good time! 1 month ago
Oh man, I stopped writing down my dreams when I last left 43 things. How silly of me!
Last night I dreamed that one of my dogs (Buttercup, a 3.5 lb. chihuahua) got into a Bedazzling kit, and rolled around, thus entirely Bedazzling herself (because that’s how it worked in this dream).
The rest of the dream was about various hijinks surrounding my Bedazzled dog. It was much fun. 1 month ago
My brother, my mom and I were packing in a hurry to go live in the States, somewhere near Chicago. I was excited, but also really sad to be leaving, and kept everyone waiting by finding more and more things to pack… 1 month ago
I lived in a house that had walls made only of glass. The walls could be removed in warm weather.
I was on the grasslands of Montana, and the grass was not like I remember it (brown, brittle), but long, green, and lush.
I was sitting on a sofa in the house, and one of the walls was not up. It was a warm day, and a light breeze was causing the grass to ripple, carrying its warm scent into the room. 2 months ago
I woke up shortly after midnight, and I remember thinking to myself that it was the first time I’ve had a vivid enough dream about the pilgrimage that I would remember it after waking.
Of course, it’s lost now :-p 2 months ago
I keep having dreams about Cutie Patootie. He’s around somehow in every dream. When I was dreaming about taking a psychology exam, he was sharpening pencils. When I was dreaming about having a job at an asylum and had to move far away, he was in a car in my driveway.
Last night, we were at school. But it was more of a UM-esque school, which was probably more of a symbol than the actual place. We were at work, too. There was a certain place I wanted to show him. It’s a place that shows up in my dreams sometimes. To get there, you go to a ground level floor (last night it happened to be a food court, but it was very expensive and rich looking). Then you go down some stairs into a lobby and there’s a museum, with animals and rock stuff. There’s always an option to go off on a side place, and there’s always a staircase. So in this dream, I wanted him to see the museum, because I knew he would like it.
Another part of my dream, I murdered someone. I had their jeans and a few other things leftover. Even a taco lol. My grandma helped me get rid of it, she said she knew how to take care of these things. 2 months ago
I know that my dreams are mostly responses to things that happened the previous day, but I had a really peculiar dream last night.
First, I was telling best friend that I was moving to new york. She’s like, that’s really expensive and I told her that I wasn’t going to live in Manhattan but in another county.
Then, the peculiar part. I was driving to New York. The odd thing was it’s not like any of my other dreams. I was choosing to go, I wanted to, and it felt like a very conscious choice. I could see the tops of the buildings and I was crying, but I wanted to go.
It turned into my dad driving. He actually had to catch up to the car and I wasn’t all that happy. I had been on the high way, but now I was closer to home on the country roads. We saw a plane with parachute things like race cars have. Then we saw someone with their own parachute, who landed in the back of the truck. He got in through the back window and started eating our food. He was from some African country.
I made it to New York, or some place. I was there, my favorite teacher was there, a lady I work with was there, and so was a lot of other people. We were all doing yoga but whoever was running the place didn’t let me do it in a space where I actually had enough room. I ended up cutting my mat in half and moving, because she had me under a desk. Sometime between the african guy coming into our car and yoga, he was going to die or something, so he gave us first, a sheet on how to live a good life and second, a way to contact his relative. Because we should and I had the sense I was about to start traveling anyway.
I vaguely remember being at something that was half market, half pier…and half carnival. You know how dreams put you in places you can’t really describe or pay attention to? 3 months ago
But it wasn’t like any mosque I have been to. Men sat with women, on folding chairs in rows.
I lead a song in English. I talked about how sensible a religion Islam was. In my mind, I was thinking ”...in contrast to Christianity”. Also in my mind I was thinking that most people don’t want to be Jews, so Islam really made the most sense. 4 months ago
There’s that teacher whose class I’m taking next semester for both interest and networking reasons. I’m not even going to lie he’s a really attractive guy and I don’t even mean just in how he looks
if I were 20 years older.
So in my dream I’m at school. I’m trying to find a place to park, I do, and there’s some festival going on. I forget a bunch of what happened, but I was with a friend and we go to this residential area. There’s an entrance with a gate, decent sized houses on each side, and I was standing behind a pillar or something. Friend was impressed and said, “That’s where ~ lives” ~ being the real life name of said teacher. He goes on to say how nice it is and it’s huge and yadda yadda. I’m like, what are you talking about? There was another friend who popped out of somewhere farther away and says, “look!”
I move from behind the pillar and see the hugest thing my dreaming little mind could dream up. As I would later describe to dream-best-friend, it was bigger than some secondary schools. It was like pink and gold and french and huge and boxy.
Somehow, I ended up meeting him. Let me tell you about him in real life, I heard this guy at a lecture last year and since I’ve wanted to meet him and hear about his research and whatever he could tell me about Islam. So I would always say hi to him if I saw him, because his office is near my classroom. So even prior to our meeting last week, we said good morning and whatever to each other. Dream dude was known for his academic success and having a PhD was a bigger deal in dream world. His social skills were basically the opposite of what I’ve seen in real life.
We ended up at my grandma’s, who made a huge meal. There was rice with garlic paste, some kind of potatoes, and arabic food. Which might be because this guy is arab?
Well, we got there and I sat at the kitchen table and he sat in the living room, watching TV,while my grandma sat next to him, quietly. And I got second helpings of rice, bread, and that garlic paste because you just don’t pass up seconds of that.
At some point, I accidentally cut my hair and had bangs and layers. Oops. 4 months ago
I worked at Meijer, but I was quitting. It didn’t look like a meijer, though. So I was happy I was leaving and there was a good reason I was leaving, I forgot why. I was leaving something and was going to move to California. Whatever I was running away from, a lady I worked for was trying to give me a bunch of money. So it was raining when I got to the parking lot and at this time, a personified cat was with me. I sat in my car, waiting for her, but she wasn’t coming. I found her in the parking lot crying and we decided to go to California together, live together, and try to get our places within a year.
At some point I was going out to eat with my friends. One of them said, ‘your stomach is always showing, it’s so cute’ like cute that I’m fat. So that was depressing. 4 months ago
I was walking barefoot alongside and then wading in three ponds. One was greeish with algae, but the other two were orangey in places, due to iron deposits.
The mud incredibly soft on my feet, almost silken in places. It felt good as it squished up between my toes.
Then I was in the green grass of the meadow next to the ponds. It was gloriously sunny. I was a little girl in a dress. My older sister (I have no sister in real life) was running through the grass in her dress. I started to run, too, to keep up with her. I felt joyful, alive. 4 months ago
I was hitchhiking, and I got picked up by someone who was a violent madman. He put on a black rubber hood. I used my cell phone to call a friend to call 911. [don’t know why I didn’t call 911 directly] He did not interfere with my phone call. He stopped the truck. I used the opportunity to flee. I jumped out of the truck and I ran to houses in the neighborhood. I pounded on the doors, screaming that I needed help. I could see people through the windows: a middle-aged woman, an elderly woman watching TV. They did not respond. But neither did the guy who picked me up. He just sat on the ground next to his truck, wearing his black latex hood, on the lawn. 5 months ago
I was back in my old dorm room. My roommate had her boyfriend over and I had a lot of pillows in my bed, like I do at home. Then Assface was there and he was going to sleep in the other bed, and I was like, no just sleep in this one. We ended up moving to the other bed and then my roommate and her boyfriend left.
Earlier in the dream, I was at a Goodwill that didn’t look like the one I work at and found a bunch of Disney VCR tapes. Other exboyfriend was there, and I think a boat was involved.
The whole Assface, roommate and her boyfriend thing is a flashback from Winter semester 2012. 6 months ago
What would it mean in a dream for my husband to have not one, but two penises? The main one had like a smaller one that has split off, but right next to it. The main one has some sort of minor cut on the head and was bleeding a little. He said not to worry about that, that that was nothing. 6 months ago