Recent dreams containing hanging page 16

I was getting on a plane that was very colorful on the insider and very comfortable and roomy, but onu enough for maybe 20 people. I was visiting my friends in some Disney like Boston City and we rented a hotel room. We were hanging out in the hotel room and the cleaning lady walked in on us having sex and then I woke up.

Hanging out with tom hanks

Dream clothes on hanger hanging at the back of a car means.

Start out with radiant hues. Should you discover youself to be close to Harajuku train station on a Weekend, you'd probably need to have sun shades to shield you from the colourful breaks regarding colour. Upon each part, kids are hanging out in this joyful style. Ray Ban Craft matte black

I dreamt about cuddling with my neighbor and hanging out but he had a girlfriend, and I was glad cause it meant he couldn't like me

I was hanging out with my friend who was married. And I ended up in a room with one of his twin sons who was crying, assisting to help soothe the baby. While I was rocking the baby in my arms his wife came into the room while rocking the other twin baby in her arm began to yell at me to leave. She went out yelling bout how I know what I did and I should go. He stood there quietly for a minute before he told me we should go for a walk. She then followed us out screaming and yelling at the top of her voice.

I dreamed that me and my son that has passed away that we were running around playing laughing i stoped to look at something and turned around and then turned back around to see my son hanging by his neck in a tree

Hanging out with my friends and we were sitting on a clouds.

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

Sitting on a log hanging over a creek, it sunny.. an acquaintance or friend im not too fond of but seem to be having a heart to heart with. we talk about abusive relationships and i cringe by the irony, she shows me a text message or tweet and i begin to cry, she holds me in her arms, hugging me. something tells me its gonna be alright. her long brown hair, brunette.