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I was either watching or was part of a fight between people wearing Captain Marvel type suits up in the air. All the suits were different colors and I couldn't tell who was fighting whom - it was chaos. But flying was fun.
 
Had a dream that some super rich guy opened up a new business in Los Angeles that was never really explained, hired a few people and then gave us nothing to do. So we just wasted time in the building for 40 hours per week and collected a paycheck. Then more people were hired yet still no work and still no customers.
 
Had a dream that played a lot like a movie. The protagonists were a wealthy middle aged man who was in love with the owner/proprietor of a cabaret, who was also a person of color.

They both loved each other, but were afraid of proceeding because of the mores of the era, which was sometime in the late forties to early fifties.

Kind of sad...
 
Aragorn said:
Had a dream that some super rich guy opened up a new business in Los Angeles that was never really explained, hired a few people and then gave us nothing to do. So we just wasted time in the building for 40 hours per week and collected a paycheck. Then more people were hired yet still no work and still no customers.
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So you dreamed of being in a money laundering company haha
 
Just had one of those dreams that frustrate and then you wake up frustrated. Like a dream about a really difficult math problem. But because it's a dream, it can be complete nonsense so you'll never "solve" it. It had something to do with reserving too many tables at a restaurant. I don't really remember the dream, but I think it was about a restaurant trying to reserve tables at another restaurant, which right there makes no sense.
 
This morning I believe I was working as a ''cement-typesetter'', and I kept screwing up whatever the dream-orders were. The boss was getting very JK Simmonsy with me, but I managed to wake up in time before failing four times.
 
I talked to my sister for hours a few nights ago. That prompted my dream later that night where I dreamed I was back in my hometown and was driving down a street near my sister's church and thought I saw a friend's old 1940 jalopy. I waved and waved and they pulled over, but it wasn't my friend AND the color of the car had changed. So next I was walking down my old street and a ginger cat kept rolling against my legs and then I woke up. It was nice to be back in my old neighborhood for a bit.
 
I was a resistance fighter sent back in time to stop a Terminator. But I wasn't alone. Another resistance fighter had come back with me.... a frog. And I spoke to it in complete sentences like it understood me. I put it in my pocket because it wasn't time yet for its role in the plan, whatever that meant. It got mad that it was trapped in my pocket so I let it out and it promptly hopped away, despite me telling it to come back.
 
Was living in a house with an alley where everyone's garages were in the back. For whatever reason I sleeping downstairs when I was woken up by a thief in the alley. Didn't know whose house he was robbing, but he had arrived on a loud motorcycle with a bright headlight and was now using some loud power tools.... and no one else noticed him?
 
I had one of those "late to work, late to school" dreams last night.

I looked at my Samsung watch, which for some reason appeared very dark, and I couldn't see the time. When I checked the wall clock, it was 9:30 a.m., and I was supposed to get up at 6:30. Should I call my boss and let him know I was coming in late, or just call in sick? It turned out I was only dreaming, so I got ready for work.

My workplace looked like a big industrial building with multi-level and outside parking. I noticed in my hurry, I had only put on my white V-neck undershirt and so I had to go back to my car to get a dress shirt or something with a collar.

But then I realized I had a baby girl with me, and I needed to feed her or put her to sleep. As I anxiously thought about getting late for "class," a nice young lady and her mom offered refuge to their "dorm room" to look after the baby while I was away. I told them the baby was by niece, and although she looked 18 months, she was born in 2021 and was my late sister's daughter. I was grateful for the kindness of strangers.
 
I was at the grocery store looking at some candy-type things on display when an old lady stops her shopping cart right in front of the display and just stands there. She's on the other side of the display and the product is on that side too so she doesn't need to wait for me to finish, so I'm not sure what she's doing. Turns out, for whatever reason, she is waiting for me to move the entire display so she can move forward even though it would only take like an extra two seconds for her to go around it. And then she gets mad at me for not complying, grabs me and yells at me.
 
I dreamed that I was at a conference like I used to have to attend back when I was working. A former colleague was there and we sat together and chatted. Then we went to lunch but spent so much time looking for a table that we never ate. Then my power went out and I woke up to the business across the street's generator making a racket.
 
Birthday time tomorrow and that it happens on Valentines day a day I never fancied much all my life. Anyway I had a kinda girly dream I guess for want of a better word. I was walking along a street in the city and this woman yells out my name, like really loud, like not enough you can hear them, that other people popped their heads up to look around, so it felt a bit embarrassing.

Anyway I walked up to her and she was striking dressed in a really nice suit and she knew me by name and she held out her hand to me and I shook her hand, then she pulled me towards her rather forcefully and give me a huge proper hug. I still had no idea who she was but she wished me a happy birthday and then took me to a coffee and we parted ways.
 
Sometimes in my dreams I have the ability to float, so instead of walking across a college campus I was floating just off the ground, and no one seemed to care.
 
I dreamed that I was very tired and crawled into my bed although the bed was oriented differently than it is now. I turned off the light and then my husband came in and snuggled up to my back. Before anything interesting could occur, our second daughter came in. She was about 30 years younger than today and she started chattering about needing some help in the family room so my husband left with her and I woke up.
It's funny that in my dreams my kids are always so young. And, of course, my husband is alive.
 
We were WWII pilots who had been shot down and were German POWs. There was a boat full of us and the Germans just docked at the United States no problem, letting us all go in Houston. There was no one to meet us and no one who saw us seemed to care, so we just wandered around aimlessly. Then I remembered that I knew someone in Houston. I asked a random person to send a text to my friend, but unfortunately this person had a flip phone that was not a smart phone.
 
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