I dropped my bank card. Someone tried to buy a game with it. I received a notification and found out. I called the bank and somehow got a new card in an instant. I was in some kind of amusement park and couldn't find my way out. I was lost. I ran into a group of angry far-right people who told me there should be only 2 classes of people, the poor and the rich, the poor to do all the physical work. I ran into another group of cool long haired dudes who were kinda opposite. They said that as an initiation to their society I should fill a form and make a chair or some kinda furniture. If I couldn't make the chair I could get one from a recycling centre. They dropped the fill the form - part because they found out I had already filled the form at some point. I found a tram, missed a stop, but somehow found my way home (although there aren't any trams where I live).
One good thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain So hit me with music, hit me with music
I dreamed I was about to be eaten by a dinosaur via the car sunroof (like in Jurassic Park). Instinctively, I gradually edged away from the danger until I physically rolled off the edge of the bed, bashing my head on the night stand which, in turn, knocked the bedside lamp off sending it crashing down onto my head. Morning all.
I dreamed I was about to be eaten by a dinosaur via the car sunroof (like in Jurassic Park). Instinctively, I gradually edged away from the danger until I physically rolled off the edge of the bed, bashing my head on the night stand which, in turn, knocked the bedside lamp off sending it crashing down onto my head. Morning all.
That’s quite an interactive physical dream. Hope your head and your lamp are both ok.
I dreamed I was about to be eaten by a dinosaur via the car sunroof (like in Jurassic Park). Instinctively, I gradually edged away from the danger until I physically rolled off the edge of the bed, bashing my head on the night stand which, in turn, knocked the bedside lamp off sending it crashing down onto my head. Morning all.
Don't want to upset you, but dreams are often predictions. You might want to remember my wise words when you buy your next car.
Dreamt that a friend of mine from high school died. He was a few years older and was a ‘bad’ boy. We partied a lot together back in the day. We lost touch over the years and I haven’t thought about him in years either. So, back to the dream, I went to his funeral and a bunch of our schoolmates were there. I was trying to speak to them, but I couldn’t make a sound. It was like my vocal chords were paralyzed. They looked at me and walked away in disgust. Not a great feeling for sure.
I was in China. All the girls were after me for some reason. I think I grew attached to one. There were scarcely any bathrooms there and I struggled to find one. It was a big city. I was being hunted by some armed military people.
One good thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain So hit me with music, hit me with music
I heard from an uncle yesterday who has spent a lot of time in Peru. His email was about Venezuelan refugees and the poor in Lima. So, last night I dreamt...
I flew to "Japan" again in a little pod thing, which is now like the third of fourth time I've dreamt that weird detail this year. But instead of ending up in Japan, we disembarked to an unspecified South American country. My uncle met me at the airport (which was more like a bus depot) and helped me with my insane amount of luggage while we tried to find his friend's apartment. He was sort of apartment sitting, or something. But on the way to the apartment, we went in a food court kind of place and got some really excellent looking home style food. My uncle left me to eat alone and I felt a little nervous.
That's really all that happened. We did sit on this grass plaza for a while like college students, which is funny because he's in his 70's and I'm no spring chicken. The country had lots of beautiful green plants, fountains, and terracotta tiles.
Last night I dream I had 100 years, but I looked exactly the same as I am today. I suddenly felt the anguish of death very close. I was with someone else but can’t remember who. We were walking around a football (the real one) pitch, with a low fence around it. I wanted to to come into the pitch so I bended to pass under the fence and realized my legs were quite weak and inestable. That someone helped me to get into the pitch, holding my arm. I felt old but I didn’t understand why I haven’t realized up to that moment that I was 100 years old.