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JirinPanthosa said:
One recurring dream I seem to have is I’m back in high school or college for some reason, and I can never find the classroom, so I’m super late. And I realize I didn’t do the homework.

And it’s not, I never left college or high school. For whatever reason I am going back to them, as an adult who also has an adult job.

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Ditto here. That's one of my recurring dreams. Sometimes it's a mixture of college, high school, and grade school, often with a combination of current colleagues and long-ago classmates. The campus is so huge that it's hard to find my car. There's always a class that I've missed a lot; I'm always anxious that I'm going to flunk it.
 
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Had one of those dreams that is basically running around a very large house in search of somewhere to have sex, but room after room is occupied by people that were basically loitering for no good reason. Oddly, this was mixed with another common dream theme, being in public in just my undies, but in this dream I didn’t care. I was also chain smoking.
 
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Last night I had a cool dream where I went to a huge like convention and Alan Rickmsn was there but he was alive of course, and younger.
He had on a great looking grey suit with maroon sort of lapels. Not quite a Zoot suit.
He looked really good and he came up and just started talking to me and we were like going to different events or shows inside this huge convention center.
Finally we ended up at a car show.
Then
I woke up.
My dogs woke me up because they wanted to go outside to the bathroom.:wah:
 
Had a very vague patchy dream. I was at the local pub with my wife, but there were people there from school too, people I haven’t seen for twenty five years. I had to go to the toilet but was confused by a guy coming out of the ladies and I couldn’t make much sense of the signage as the male/female figures had more legs than I’d expect. Inside the gents was huge, and every wall was lined with a long trough urinal, but there was only one cubicle and that was blocked by a guy on his phone. So I went to the far wall and relieved myself. At this point, someone else used the hand dryer, and the jet of air was so powerful that it blasted the liquids in the urinals to create a spray that I had to retreat from. I cleaned myself at the sink and went to the hand dryer, but there was a long queue, mostly women in their underwear. I skipped the queue and shook off the water, and returned to the table. Everyone had just finished a meal without me but denied it, and plates were being passed beneath the table.
 
Last night I dreamed that there were blue lights outside and the groan of engines so I went to investigate. As I left the house I was hit in the chest with a blast of water and a fireman apologised. The ground was sodden and a double decker bus had run off the road. I returned to the house to check for damage, but in the shrubbery that lines the house I noticed the top of a window at ground level. I cleared the vegetation and could see that there was an entire office beneath my house, a big office, with desks, computers and startled workers.

I went mad, but they were a secret security company and insisted I couldn’t do anything about it. I vowed to get them off my land and reclaim the space for myself. I threatened to speak to my MP but around that point the alarm went off.
 
Pretty mundane, but last night I dreamed that Eaglemoss had started to release the Babylon 5 ships in Discovery Collection sizes, Omega Class Destroyer first.
 
I had a really weird dream-within-a-dream last night, and it was really heavy on politics things. I dreamed I met important politicians I admire, and I was nominated to run for President, except I was a "Romney" for some reason. Then I dreamed I was attending these things in my swimming suit and I felt incredibly embarrassed. When I was trying to find clothes to wear, I saw something horrible happening at the White House with the President being a monster and fighting police.

Then I "woke up" from my dream, and I was sitting down to have tea with Barack Obama, and telling him all about my first dream.
 
Marynator said:
I had a really weird dream-within-a-dream last night, and it was really heavy on politics things. I dreamed I met important politicians I admire, and I was nominated to run for President, except I was a "Romney" for some reason. Then I dreamed I was attending these things in my swimming suit and I felt incredibly embarrassed. When I was trying to find clothes to wear, I saw something horrible happening at the White House with the President being a monster and fighting police.

Then I "woke up" from my dream, and I was sitting down to have tea with Barack Obama, and telling him all about my first dream.
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I had an insanely stupid dream of anticipating the release of Tommy's The Room 2. (How that would actually happen, I have no idea).
 
I had a very strange dream two days ago.

It was the day I flew home after a long vacation, so I was laying on the couch watching the Mythbusters marathon. I feel asleep during the finale episode. And I dreamed I was part of the crew of the show, at the after-party of the finale. I had an emotional goodbye with Adam.
 
I dreamed last night that we were viewing a house that was much larger than it appeared from outside. The upper floors were all open plan and had no hand rails. Floating staircases and beds were suspended from the ceiling. The back garden was pretty much just a river with lots of falls and pools, and a friendly pig, called Maurice.
 
A meandering dream last night that began with me learning about a new niece (or may have been grand daughter), who was two and had phone box red hair and a wicked laugh. I had to take care of her for some reason so I took her to my old child minder. She was hosting a party for small children.

I then found myself at the seaside, on a tram, looking out for some old friends from Uni that I was trying to meet, but i didn’t know where because my invitation was second hand. We eventually met in an old pub, had a drink and returned to our student house and began a game of whose line is it anyway, but I was distracted by twenty years worth of post that I needed to check.

Then, somehow, I was with friends from school, stripping the fittings from an old articulated bus that I needed to take to the scrap yard. We were going to take three of them in convoy, but I had trouble with mine as the windows were too dirty to see through. I stopped in the bus station to try and clean them but people tried boarding the bus and I had to fight them off.

Wonder what it all meant.
 
Last night I had a weird dream about Worf and Captain Jack Harkness. Worf was hanging dangerously off the side of a ship. Maybe it was both of us. He called Jack a petaQ but he struggled to say it properly.
 
I used to have Star Trek dreams all the time, but haven’t had a proper one in years. Last one I remember was before the reboots were announced. I’d gone to see the new Trek movie, in the dream, but it was DS9, and epic. The sort of epic that makes Star Wars look like a discount car insurance advert. A cast of thousands and a plot so
Awesome that it would wake the dead. Watching it on the big screen was like being there in space, with such depth of vision and clarity of the image, peering in through the promenade window, Sisko raising an army to defeat the unknown but formidable hordes. It redefined wow.

Strange dream to have really, I never took to DS9 and find it largely unwatchable now.
 
Dreamed last night that I was trespassing on the railway. Watched in horror as someone crossed the tracks with a baby and got tangled up in the wires, but luckily the power seemed to be off. Terrified of being caught on the track I hid in some brambles while a slow engineering train went by.

After that I left the tracks and tried to return to the road but had to walk down a path that was blocked by a horse. It stopped my attempts to pass, and I asked it if it was going to let me through. It said no, not nay, no. I had to find another way.
 
It’s probably because Discovery is back on TV, but I had a Star Trek dream last night. Though it was set in the 24th Century, and had bombastic music that hurt my ears, and the CGI ships were rendered like a 1990s video game. The best part was when a Galaxy class ship turned up to fend off the bad guys, and then I became part of the action in a strange mash up of being on the bridge during the battle, surrounded by the film crew, and being on a set tour. The ship was under actual attack and recoiled under each strike, but it was also on a set, and aware that I was in shot while I took a picture of the ships plaque on the bridge.
 
I can't remember much of the dream, but at the end of my dream, my alarm clock went off and I started to wake up to a different dream. But coincidentally, my real alarm started to go off, and I had to wake up for real.

Kor
 
I dreamed I caused a major disaster last night. :eek: I was in a parking lot by the side of a rural or residential road with some people. As I was driving out, I found it hard to turn in either direction because of oncoming traffic. There were some guys in a car who were trying to maneuver and move their vehicle in the lot, and I tried to get out of their way.

My perspective suddenly shifted. I was holding a remote control outside the vehicle and tried to drive my car with the RC. In so doing, I accidentally hit a nearby PG&E utility truck parked on the side of the road. Although there was no explosion at first, I left to get help (I don't know why I didn't have a cell phone). Then I saw large plumes of grayish silver smoke from a distance, expanding rapidly. The residents had to be evacuated out of their homes due to the noxious fumes, including my family. It turned out it wasn't an ordinary explosion but an extreme chemical reaction of sorts. A helicopter came to transport the tank of chemicals away from the PG&E truck.

After reviewing the sequence of events from surveillance videos with authorities, I later came to realize I was somehow not responsible for the accident, as though the course of events had been altered. I was still distressed over what happened to my car, but realized it was a different color from the one in real life, at which point, I had an a-ha! moment that this was just a dream. ;)
 
Had an awful dream about my dad shouting at me for a trivial indiscretion, and then, after spilling a pot of coffee over myself I had to wear a pink fluffy dressing gown. So I was walking through town, in a huff, trying to maintain my modesty in a pink gown that didn’t entirely cover me, when I was spotted by some chavs in a convertible, they stopped to ridicule me, filming it with their phones. My cutting and witty retorts only served to anger them.

Very traumatic.
 
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