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A night or two ago I had this dream that I kissed this guy I had thought I had lost feelings for. It was sweet and even in the dream I felt like it was real and even woke up questioning the validity even though the rest of the dream was absurd. I had not fallen asleep thinking about him and actually have been doing great with my ex. The thing that gets me is this dream felt so real and amazing. We even acted perfectly like we would in real life which is also rare for me because my dreams normally just skip to the point. The whole thing happened because he tried to eat the last red jelly bean and we always goof off with each other. Another thing is I have had a recurring dream about the same guy for months and it is another one that I would swear is real and it is just different from my other dreams. It is like a lucid dream but one where I am awake and not to where I can control other people.

Ima shorten it some, u weren't in it tho.. But yeah so I was at the airport with my bro picking up my fam from PR, they got to the airport.. We walking blah blah blah and they had to go to the bathroom so I sit and wait, and this black girl starts talking smack about me but she murmuring.. and she wouldn't stop so it got under my skin... So I get up like nothing and walk over to her I didn't say anything , I just start going wild dandole y restrallandola contra el piso y la pared and pulling on her weave hahahah then I got tired so I left the girl there on the floor and walk away trying to blend in with the crowd.. And airport security comes n takes me to a room n start questioning me n they was gonna put like a label on me.. N I was like wait tho idk if this changes anything but (then i told them the truth) and the guy gave me label n it said trusted terrorist .. Or something like tha

Ima shorten it some, u weren't in it tho.. But yeah so I was at the airport with my bro picking up my fam from PR, they got to the airport.. We walking blah blah blah and they had to go to the bathroom so I sit and wait, and this black girl starts talking smack about me but she murmuring.. and she wouldn't stop so it got under my skin... So I get up like nothing and walk over to her I didn't say anything , I just start going wild hitting her against the wall and the floor and pulling on her weave hahahah then I got tired so I left the girl there on the floor and walk away trying to blend in with the crowd.. And airport security comes n takes me to a room n start questioning me n they was gonna put like a label on me.. N I was like wait tho idk if this changes anything but (then i told them the truth) and the guy gave me label n it said trusted terrorist

I have decided last minute to travel overseas from my home (australia to ?America?) my partner is not with me at the airport, my tickets have the wrong names on them they are in this flip book thing like a cheque book and I almost miss my flight standing at the airline counter (a male staff member is helping me) I am flustered and begin flipping madly through the book and find them attached towards the middle, other people's tickets... Names I don't recognize are in the book before mine. I am now on the flight. I arrive at the hotel and for some reason my partner is in the taxi with me on the way there? We check in (hotel is very luxurious) and take an elevator to our room escorted by a man with our luggage he brings the luggage in and leaves. We are both happy discussing what we want to eat and I open my suitcase to get changed and all my clothes are dirty... There is a knock at the door and the luggage man from before comes in drops his pants (naked) and states he needs to use the toilet he goes in sits on the toilet and is discussing things in the hotel magazine with me half way through the conversation the man turns into someone else an older man with a thick accent that is hard to understand.. He gets up from the toilet and tries to leave with the magazine but I argue with him that he can't take it as it's the hotels and we will have to pay for it he tears out a few pages and leaves. I go back to my suitcase and we keep discussing food options I want to go to a fast food resturant that we don't have in Australia and I am adamant I know where it is because I have been there before (yet this place is unfimilar to me in reality?) we are now talking with a lady outside our room who is flirting with my partner because of his australian accent, I grow more and more frustrated wanting to get away from the conversation and go back into the room. I go in dragging my partner with me as he apoligizes to the woman for our rudeness and when I enter there is a random couple sitting on the couches opposite each other in our room flipping through magazines, I question their presance and ask them to leave, they do so hesitantly. After they are gone I go back to my suitcase rummaging throuhh there are only dirty clothes and I have nothing to wear this angers me and I start questioning my partner as to why all the clothes I have packed are dirty. At this point I feel something stack in my teeth and I go to pull it out and begin pulling out strand after strand of my long brown hair out of my teeth and mouth, I am getting anxious and afraid and keep asking my partner to help me saying over and over it's stuck in my teeth as I feel I am begining to choke on all the hair filling my mouth I wake up..... What the hell does all this mean? Please help....

I had a dream that I could transform into a tiger, and I got caught by my niebors. I would turn human and try to hop the fence, but was unable to. This happened many times. Then I got into one of thier cars and tried driving over the fence. I almost worked, and I tried getting over the fence with out succeeding. Then, I suppose I somehow got out, because I was a tiger running to this weird playground. There were hoops to run through and such. I transformed to human form and flew up to avoid the place. I used my hands to do so, and didn't get very high. Then I noticed I was being pursued by my friend Hayley. I tried to run the course, but couldn't get it right. Then she can't up to me and I quickly flew up. I was getting tired, and she called for our friend Greg to help her. I landed and started running to the end of the playground. I was very slow, and she was at her normal speed. Greg was only watching us, questioning if any of it was real. I tried flying again, but it didn't work. I finally got out and ran to my house. It was night, and my grandmother was pulling into the driveway. I hopped into the car and told her to drive me out of town, and I would walk back. She said she couldn't do that, and drove to the end of the street and turned around. We got out and it was pitch dark outside. I could see the big tree in the backyard swaying with the wind, and the stars were very bright. The street Gifts were all out and I ran inside. There was a giant jar of pocket change on the counter and I looked inside it and saw some gold. Then I looked out the window at the neighbors house (the ones who captured me) and they were watching me through thier window. After this, I woke up.

To begin, my current roommates, a number of our friends, the boy am I am dating Scott, his girlfriend and myself are all living in a very large victorian house. Part of the house gets flooded, one of the rooms being my bedroom. I am forced to sleep in another bedroom, and for some cruel reason, I am placed in Scott and his girlfriend 's room. The room is rather large and there is a curtain dividing my half of the room from theirs. It all feels a little weird and uncomfortable, but becomes more uncomfortable when I walk in to Scott's girlfriend rifling through my things. She starts to discredit my taste in books, stating that it's simplistic and lacking the classics. I retort, declaring I've read the books, but don't own them. I'm getting very angry and want her to leave, when Scott arrives and starts listening to what she has to say. She begins insulting me to him, laughing and questioning how he could ever be with someone who lacked good taste. Scott has always commented I have excellent taste, but in my dream, he laughs at me with his girlfriend . I ask him why he is doing this now, so he looks at me and says, "what am I supposed to do?" This felt very significant to me, and I walked out of the room and away from the situation as quickly as I could.

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