Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams miss

Found 1,639 dreams containing miss - Page 129


Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

I drove to blackpool in that van we hired but missed it an went to a cabin in highlands wiv ur couch n table an roaring log fire i big fire place we havin great sex then u went missing an i cdn find u but was looking in massive indoor market wiv lots of turn offs coz i was driving plastic batman peddle car then got into fight wiv to many men that wouldn't let me past but they just kept cumin my partner send me this dream can you tell me what it means please Thanks kim

It always sounds really silly when you try to tell what happened. Okay this is kinda weird...and I promise no mind enhancing medication was involved either. All I can remember now is, that I was in some kind of laboratory, but it was made to look like it was in a tropical rainforest. I was locked in and had become friendly with a giant tortoise, we were really good friends. I had been taken to another room and upon my return my friend had fallen into some water and was face down and not breathing, he was also missing his shell. I remember picking him out of the water and trying to get him to breathe but was really concious not to hurt him and because he had no shell he felt like jelly!!! I remember finally managing to get him breathing again and noticed someone had left the door open. So I ran out with the tortoise and luckily found the shell, and I just remember running for my life, just running and running while holding onto this poor animal....sounds weird and strange, but at the time I was convinced it was real!!

First i was with an friend from school she was with her boyfriend and her daughter my son was with me we were walking down the road and acting like we were good friends even though we have never been close. The dream changed where i was in a hotel there was a strange feeling about it i saw a man turning children into animals you couldn't leave the hotel until you married a stranger i was tellin a black girl about my past and she flipped out on me and we started fighting then Zane went missin but i didn't look for him

My ex-husband shows up at my house and tells me he's staying until next week. I meet his new wife, and start to miss my ex-husband even more as the days go by, almost wanting him back. I start to notice that the new wife's itinerary for my ex-husband is longer than the one he gave me, and I find out he in fact doesn't leave until another week later. My boyfriend can tell there's something going on with me, but he just stays quiet. I fell asleep on a chair and a man tries to wake me up because brunch has started and a huge line has started to form. I tell them I'm French and to leave me alone. They won't stop bothering me, so eventually I got up and left. I then realized what day it was and that it was the last day I was going to see my ex-husband. I ran to my apartment, all while dodging and maneuvering my way around the ginormous brunch line of people waiting to eat. I couldn't find him, so I decided to wait outside for him to catch up with him and eat. Right as he came outside, I was about to run up to him, but he disappeared in the crowd with his wife. All of a sudden, these weird creature people were in town assassinating my ex-husband's army crew that was there. My ex-husband was the last one alive. He decided to play hero and try and kill them, and he got one of them. I was balling for him not to be a hero and just hide in the shadows until they go away, but he insisted that he wasn't going to do that. One of the assassins were coming up fast, and it was a woman in a red dress. I decided to hide in the restrooms, and I noticed some women employees were locking up both the top and bottom of each stall, making it easier for me to hide. My ex-husband came in to try and wait for the female assassin to come in so that he could kill her. She came in from behind them and walked slowly in between him and the two staff ladies without a word. All I could hear was the click of her heels as she passed by. The lady who was locking the door in front of me looked at me after the female assassin passed by and smiled reassuringly before she fell forward and dropped dead on the ground with an odd ceramic tea cup lodged in the back of her neck where her spine and neck connect. Just then, everyone else who was standing, including my ex-husband, fell down dead with different ways of how they died. My ex-husband had a huge slice across his forehead, and the other lady had some of her intestines pushed out of her back. Before I could make any other noise, or cry, I heard the female assassin walking back towards the bodies, to make sure they were dead. I slipped back into hiding, and pretended I was dead just in case she saw me. She also had a little minion this time following her. Right as she got close enough to see me, I could hear her walking towards me and I woke up.

Last night I dreamed about being on a train station and could not reach the other platform where the train leaves and kept missing several trains. I tried so hard to reach it and seemed like it's like an obstacle. There were many criminals and losers trying to stop me reaching the train and them making fun of me. Finally I made it to the platform, but the train only went one station and not to my destination. It just did not feel good being on this train. At the station I was supposed to go with my wife (like we do every day in real life), but she never came. I was always alone and helpless at the station. In real life in a foreign company the trains are mostly late, always smashing full and lot of losers at the unclean train stations. What does it represent? Insecurity? The dream drives me nuts all day today and does not leave my mind.

N the dream, I was at an event with one of my friends, her name is Maritza Annie Tuttle [I will call her Annie for short] and one other person who was following us. I could not make out the other person, but something told me she was Annie\'s friend. We were standing around talking in the dream, at this event, there were crowds of people and we were all there to watch something. I could not make out the environment around us, just the small social circle between Me, Annie, and her mystery friend. We sat there for a while talking as normal friends and laughing - she was excited to see me. Then (this is what caught me off guard) Annie said something along the lines of \"Lets go!\" with a huge smile on her face and proceeded to grab my hand and hold it tightly (as if we were a couple). She lead me through the crowd of people and I remember feeling this strong connection of love in the way she held my hand, and I also remember (in the dream) distinctly holding it tighter as we walked through the crowds of people - her friend walking behind us. Since Annie was my friend (in the dream) I was confused and puzzled - why was she holding my hand? We then stopped at a place where we stood next to each other, continuing to hold my hand and playfully bumping into me with her sides and hips. We laughed as we held hands, and (this is where my memory almost falls into bits and pieces) I remember her wrapping her arms around my neck and getting VERY close to a kiss. Whether or not we did kiss, I do not know, I remember getting very close to her face and either backing off or kissing her and then looking away. Her friend had caught up by this time, and was standing there, Annie continued to hold me as if she missed me or something. Then I remember, that we were hugging.

You and I standing at the end of a country platform with three or four others. We have a picnic packed, including a bottle of white wine. You pull the bottle from the basket and ask me to get a corkscrew. I walk up the platform and have to get to the other platform. To do so I must walk through a train, from side to side. It is a troop train, full of damaged soldiers' bodies with missing limbs, wrapped in hessian, lying on straw. I feel sick but plunge through, wondering what detail I should tell you.  We are staying in a hotel, that feels a little like the one we looked at in Nice, with the lift that didn't work. We are desperate for a bath or shower but can't find one. I look around, see a cubicle, but it has only a toilet, not even a basin. As I look at it, you are being told by the receptionist that there are no washing facilities and that if we love each other we won't need to wash. It'll be fun, she says. She shows us where the shower room was, levering up some hardboard so we can peep through to a shower room long boarded up. I wonder if we could crawl through and if the plumbing would work. We decide to beg a shower from another hotel.  We are living in a house in the country.  It is a wreck. The walls are bare lath and plaster. There is no heating, although it is winter. We have several children with us and some adults. I make fires in some rooms. On the top floor I light it in the middle of the floor. On the ground floor is a small coal fire in a big fireplace. My mum is there . I tell her it is a good fire. I return to the top floor to put some rubbish on the fire there but you have swept the fire up and thrown it out of the window, to tidy up. You say best to burn things in the garden. I go downstairs. In the garden you have filled a large brick-lined fireplace with water and are swimming. I join you and say I wish we had thought of this long ago. You look knowing. 

<< Previous Page 129 Next Page >>