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Last night I dreamed I was riding with two strangers I am a black female, they were two white makes. I was in the back seat they were in the front. the male on the passenger side was holding a large orange and white pyton, The pyton was not in a cage and was for some reason drawn to me. It kept crawling in the back seat in my lap looking me directly in the face and smelling me and licking me in my chest in my clevage area. I was holding it trying to push it back to the man in the front seat but it kept coming back doing the same thing, then it looked in the eyes and its eyes flashed like the flash of a camera. It was as if it was trying to woo me. I finally got away from it and got out of the truck and ended up in what appeared to be a very large warehouse or garage full of people almost like a museum or carnival. I later ended up standing next to the vehicle that the snake was in and when it saw me it began trying to tear up the truck to get to me, The dream ended with me running from the snake, not seeing it but hearing it hit the sealing for the truck trying to break out.

I was dateing this guy that is not my husband. I told him bye as i was walking to his front door. He told me he loved me for the first time and I didn't say it back. I told him i would see him tomorrow. As I was walking to my car a car full of boys show up and the guy yells for me to run and hide. He finds me hiding and makes sure i am safe as he is going to a different hiding place the boys find him and shoot him in the head and several times in the chest. He died instantly.

I have recurring dreams where an ex lover appears. The dreams themselves are different from one another. I'm usually focused on something else in the dreams - tasks, people, work, music - when he appears. In each dream, I purposely try to avoid or ignore him, but he always makes a point of interacting. One dream recently was to say something negative, and in one last night he gave me a gift. Our relationship in waking life did not end well. I was very angry with him in the end, and with myself at the time because the relationship was not healthy nor good, and I had felt stupid and ashamed about how much I'd shared with him emotionally and physically. The last time I spoke to him was over two and a half years ago, and I don't think about him consciously anymore (though I did for quite some time after the initial parting because I was so upset and working out my feelings). Why is he showing up in my dreams now? I know it is not because I have any positive feelings for him, nor do I want to see him again. Am I still working out what happened? Maybe I am still reconciling my feelings about how I acted and my life and my actions? Is it something in my life now? I don't think anything is more different now than any time over the last few years, but perhaps this is a sign of feelings and actions I am not conscious of?

Three killer whales, racing in a small room, which is covered in icy water, and they all jump out the holes in the Ice and back into the water, they're racing. Two whales are together, and one is against them, I seem to be one of the whales, the smallest one. At the bottom of the water is a sunken miniature New York City, the water makes me feel really unsettled and it's really black and cold. After a while one of the whales jumps so far it goes into the wall of the room and vanishes to the other side. The dream then changes to first person about me where I'm sat In a black and white room with two screaming people, a married couple probably, everything is black and white like an old painting and they appear to be ghost like, they drag me into a small room, and that's when I always wake up.. At around 3.40-3.45. (Repeated dream, fourth time now)

The bar like at mug shots and I only have 2 beers and I'm driving you home but when I get in the car I feel drunk and I'm afraid of the cops and you have to pee so we are going to stop at Sheetz but all the lights are off Sheetz is closed but rite aid has all the lights on and tons of cars so we pull in there. We walk in and I'm sitting on the counter you tell me to get you cigs and you go to the bathroom. Then all of a sudden like 10 cops show up and they are screaming to get out and I run to the door and a guy is pointing a gun at me so I turn around and run back to you at the bathroom and we are hiding in there and like mili gun shots go off. Then someone comes into the bathroom and they shoot a bunch of shots at us but we don't get shot so we decide to run. We run outside and like the hill district is outside shooting everyone cops drunk kids everyone do we run to Sheetz which is where all these wounded people are. Why we didn't run to your house is still pissing me off like do better dream Kara. Anyways people are still getting shot left and right so I decide the only way we will get away is to go back to rite aid and get my car. So we are booking it to the car jump in and three guys stop us the one guy is shot the other one looks dead and they ask to jump in the car we left them in and go to drive away but the guy puts a gun to my head and says we gave to go to Sheetz. Here we picked up three of the shooters! He makes you try to stop the blood on the guy that's shot and you are freaking and he's threatening to shoot you when a cop shoots the guy through the car window in the head and kills him. So now we are in the car at Sheetz with 2 dead guys and a dude that's bleeding to death. The car looks like pulp fiction at this point and we are covered in blood and guts. Somehow Kim shows up and says we have to get the guy that's still alive help and somehow Sheetz is now like a Red Cross where everyone shot is getting help. We are freaking out saying that the shooters are in the car and no one believes us. They get the guy the car stable and he reaches for the gun points it at me and I wake up.

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