Recent dreams containing buck page 3

Working in the woods and I see a big buck and realize I forgot my gun. I get my gun and when I go back an 18wheeler is in the way

I wanted to bathe so I was in an unknown building with lots of women like myself I asked them for some water to shower but I got nun. but all the while I had this red bucket filled with water cover with the lid but I never used the water in my bucket

I wanted to shower so I was in an unknown building with lots of women like myself I asked them for some water to shower but I got nun. but all the while I had this red bucket filled with water cover with the lid but I never used the water in my bucket

Retouching my own hair with bucket of water

I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

Walking naked with a bucket on my right foot

Catching a black snake that appears to be dead. Put it in bucket a that appears to have water in it. Pour it out into a calm stream of water and snake appears alive. Then notice a raccoon watching me. I throw a small object in the area of the raccoon and it chases after it.

My boyfriend is going to jail for bad rent and then im drinking starbucks and eating the cup

I am wearing a black shirt with black suit pants. My mother passes by and asks me why I was wearing black. I did not reply. Then I went into a route behind our house where there in an extremely small girl is a bucket, and she raised her hands with joy when swing me and I carried her. Since she was easy to carry I turn around and see her big brother, whom I put on my shoulder. I fall down when I carried him on my shoulder. I stood up again and same thing happened. The third time I carried him and I did not fell but instead carried as if he was light to carry. Then I returned to my back yard and there was a headless cat pooping at our door, but the vat was struggling to have her head returned. Then she peed again. I jumped over the poop and the urine, then I saw, the cat has grown a head.

I dreamed of the next bedroom where we put everything in it is like a storeroom thugs got in and take everything they left only a box which is full of dish cloth and few things like water bucket phone lines but wardrobe chest drawers beds are gone