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Dreamed I went on a trip by myself and kept losing things: my wallet, my luggage, my clothes. I would keep thinking I had everything and then leaving and then turning around when I was almost home. Everything got stolen out of my wallet at one point and I never had any idea where I was parked. I kept screaming and crying and my friends would try and help me but it was so frustrating because it would never end. Earlier I had a dream that dad was trying to get rid of "bee men" (men that look like bees or man-sized bees?) in the attic and kept asking me to open the door. That one was terrifying. I woke with a start at about 6 in the morning. And I kept waking up thinking I had lost something, thinking it was all real. I kept getting lost and I kept losing things and I couldn't escape whatever resort or theme park I was at, the location kept changing.

I seemed to be really immature, and I was putting a new found love interest before my daughter. We would ride around in not a car, but a card board box, as if it was a magic carpet, like the Disney movie Aladdin. And one day while running around with my new friend, I ran into my ex and I had found out while in a line waiting for my Jamba Juice that he had just gotten out of court and that he was going to be serving 31 years in prison. In the back of my mind, I was thanking god that he wasn’t going to be around. But as I seen him walking past Jamba Juice, I ran after him and slapped him so hard and started yelling and screaming something that I can recall. And the last thing I remember, my ex’s face turned into my twin brother’s face.

Two red head sisters (don't know them in real life). I was dating one and good friends with the other. the on i was dating was the younger one. they both died in a car crash (the older sister was driving). I read this in a letter and was instantly at the crash sight they ran into a white car towing something like the big metal thing that carry's cars (one level) maybe like 3 cars. I ran over to the crash sight crossing a busy 4 lane highway. there were allot of motorcycles on the road. once i got to the crash sight there were doll piece's all over the ground.

Popcorn in a dreaming... In my dream my enemy… my daughters father was cordial. he had returned my daughter whom he has harbored and kept away from me for some years. He was making arrangement and leaving her in my home. Bringing her to me instead of harboring anger and keeping her from me. In waking life we have family court this FRIDAY, 5 days from the day of dream. In waking life the Federal Court has a no contact order in place and has recently lifted it to allow only phone contact with father’s permission. This coming with dreams about tigers on this night and the following night… 1st night I was not at all afraid of tiger… 2nd night a little afraid but was in a small red car and the tiger ran at the car two times and ran on and over the car. Then he just left. We were in the woods and I got out to cook food… And popcorn in particular! Lol! After a while I started to think the tiger might come by if he smelled the food, and that we should take the food in the cabin. My sister and one other person the car agreed and we started bringing things inside. It helps to say in my waking life I’m having a hard time with my sister too… I feel taken advantage of, but try hard to remain cordial,which has not always been to my advantage... I trust her when I really shouldn't have on more then one occasion been betrayed by her with some very serious consequences.

In my dream, I was at a friends house from high school. While at his house I took a glass from his cupboard and poured a cold drink in it. I didn't actually see the glass break, but then ended up feeling a sharp pain from my goot. Then I looked down to see the glass inside of my barefoot. I then asked for tweezers and started pulling out the shards of glass which were bloody coming out of my foot. One of them that I pulled out was over an inch long. I placed each shard on the counter top

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