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I was in india with my dad and I sitting down and 3 people died 2 sisters and a brother. I was called away and I was seeing my dad trying to catch a miniature giraffe in mud but he couldn't. I tried to help and I caught a baby giraffe that could sit in my had it looked almost like it was meant to live in the water with fins. I washed it and cared for it then all of a sudden it changed into a baby boy so i cared for him and he grew very fast. I saw the 3 dead siblings again and was disgusted that they had not been given a proper burial by their family. I caught a taxi with my new little boy and my son to the shops and beofre i woke the new little boy called me mummy and me and my sons walked away together.

Dreamt i was popping pimples on ex husbands face we had an awful marriage and divorce he is a narcissist i dream about him most nights. Dear, your subconscious self is tugging at to, urging you to reclaim what you personally lost in the relationship. The pimples are representative of something intangible, and they are on HIS face because in your mind he holds the key to them. The reason you are popping the pimples is because you are trying to reclaim something. When we lose a relationship, we often lose a part of ourselves along with it. Perhaps that part of us is too closely associated with the relationship at the time and it was too hard to hold onto at the time of the breakup. You are finally acknowledging the void the relationship has left for you, when you cast off some of your traits. These things are not something owned by your ex, but perhaps some positive personality trait, important activity, or personal ambition that you threw away when you left the relationship.

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

I was with the 3 kids I used to nanny for watching them along with the sister of the lady's kids I used to watch and we went inside for a minute and as soon as we walked out we saw that the kids had all 3 walked across two streets alone. And by the end of the second street their father was helping them cross to a house. By the time their aunt and I crossed the street their father was yelling at us about how irresponsible we where so I cursed at him, then their aunt got bad at him for yelling at us and through a glass almost hitting the oldest of the children in the head. At that point we both ended up walking back across the two lanes of traffic and to the other house.

The dream started out with me in a bear's body. I went inside Walmart to pick up some Kim Possible books about her and Ron Stoppable getting together and falling in love in the final season of their show. The next scene involved me in my human body wandering throughout Walmart in a mad attempt to find my mother; I had the Kim Possible love novels with me in a platic bag. I eventually found her exiting through the back of the store that contained all of their planting products. She asked me where I had been for so long and reminded me that I should never wander away from her and I told her that I was just checking out some books and she scolded me by saying "Were you checking out all the books in the world?!" and we left Walmart without me paying for the books. I was fully aware that I hadn't paid for the books and I almost brought it up to my mother, but I kept quiet. In the next scene, I was Ron Stoppable and I somehow traveled to a post-apocalyptic future in which I was married to Kim Possible's rival, Bonnie Rockwaller, and I had come to the future to tell my adult self that I had married the wrong woman (but I never gave a name) and past Kim Possible had also come to the future and she was wondering who I should've married. In the final scene, I was in Chandler Bing's body and I was telling Bonnie. Kim, and Monica Geller how I wish I could be with the woman that I was in love with. And again, I didn't say a name, and I quickly fled the scene without answering their Monica's question's about who I was in love with.

I got a call from my ex boyfriend , John, that I haven't talked to in a couple of months. I called him back and it took a few times for the call to work, but the next thing I know I am at a small white house, almost beach house looking, for us to talk. In my dream, John wasn't what he looked like in real life, it was like an actor was hired to play him, but I and everyone else recognized him as John. We ended up having sex and then a lot of my girl friends and his guy friends show up, and then he tells me he is now gay. I try to be supportive but something seems off. His guy friends are sure he is gay but my friend molly thinks he's lying. I try to convince him to talk to me alone, and he finaly takes me down stairs to the bathroom, in wich he laughs a little and tells me I always had rough, cut up hands (this is odd because in real life he worked part time at a butcher shop and he always had rough cut up hands). Then I woke up

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