Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams ended up

Found 896 dreams containing ended up - Page 58


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 dreamt about my ex girlfriend . We were driving in the car with my family and one of my cousins drove us into a lake. We all got out fine and I saved my dog but when we got to shore and I tried to talk to my ex she just started walking off like she was upset at me for something. As I started to chase after her we ended up in a house with my friends from highschool and they were throwing a party. In the party we were all playing a game where no one was supposed to talk. I finally found my ex and she was standing with her arms crossed looking angry. As I approached her and was about to ask her why she was upset my dream ended.

> Read Dream Analysis

In my dream i had a baby in the kitchen that my mother in law helped deliver and i ended up in the car with one of my old friends in the middle of no where and seen tall skinny dark black furry animals with arms that drug down to the ground, they told us not to mess with them and they wouldn't mess with us. My friend in the front seat started to yell at them and the animals came to attack the care all i could think about was my baby in the car seat next to me one of the animals managed to get into the car window and started to attack. He had white eyes and sharp teeth, i go so scared i squeezed his neck and broke its neck. as we drove a little bit down the road we came to a steep hill with a bridge that we had to cross with the car. as the car move towards the bridge it flipped and the baby and i where out of the car with another boy but when i let the boy go my baby fell also and i couldn't find him in the water and a hand under the water pulled me down and i woke up.

> Read Dream Analysis

I fell asleep at roughly 11:15 on Monday, which was much later than usual. I am wondering if the odd dream I had was in any way attributed to the disruption of my sleeping patterns. Perhaps as I recall these dreams over time, I will be able to conjure up something resembling an answer. Every once in awhile, there will be something that makes me fall in love with the human mind all over again—dreams are one of those things. They are the pictures I wish I could see with my mind in a conscious state. First of all, I don’t remember the dream in its entirety, and the parts I do remember are fuzzy and difficult to recall in details great or small. Before going to bed, I remember feeling embarrassed because I had fudged the name of my favorite Dodos album. I like being right—not in the obnoxious way that makes me correct everyone all the time, but in the way that makes me feel silly when I make mistakes. Trudging forward, I had asked a friend, Kaveh, what his all-time favorite album was. I knew what it was the first time we were friends, but I wanted to see if time had changed his answer. In my days at Purdue, my favorite way to talk to someone new was to ask him or her about music. Naturally, one of our first conversations, and probably the only one that I remember so clearly, started with the same question on which our communication ended last night. Back then it was Beep Beep’s “Business Casual,” which, as it turns out, hasn’t changed. The funny thing about “all-time favorites,” is that I don’t think people understand that the “all-time” makes their response very important since this is, essentially, the end all be all of your favorite _____________. My mind is scattered, and so it is only appropriate that the writing of my thoughts follow suit. Back to my dream, though. As I mentioned, the details are quite difficult to recall. They enter into the visual part of my mind in little snippets, like in movies when there are flashbacks that are supposed to all of a sudden bring you to this great understanding. I have not reached this understanding yet. I remember the overall color of the dream was blue—it was almost like there was a blue neon sign outside the window of the room I called “bedroom.” I remember being aware that the apartment that I was in was one that I lived in previously, during my time at Purdue. The carpet was the same, I remember that much. The layout of the room, though, was entirely different. A much smaller version of where I once lived. My bed was near the window and it was raining. My blankets were like white, fluffy clouds. I like to think that it was the white pillowy down comforter I have always wanted. At least in my dreams I am comfortable. It was raining outside, which I enjoyed when I found upon coming back to reality that it actually was raining. In the dream it was raining big, full drops. The beads of water made a beautiful pattern on the window—I remember admiring them. I have always loved watching rain on windows. When I was little, I used to sit in the recliner by the window in our living room and pretend the drops of water were racing each other. I didn’t have many friends. That’s beside the point. I remember feeling like I was having a conversation with someone, but I was alone. The next sequence of events is most likely out of order. Maybe as I read over them upon completion I will notice what needs to be rearranged. I noticed that my phone lit up. This part, I think, was brought on by the fact that prior to actually falling asleep, I had texted someone and fell asleep before getting a response. In my dream, it was Kaveh (it was in the world of consciousness as well). It related vaguely to what we were talking about before I drifted off, but there was something unrelated to what we were discussing. I don’t remember what the extra part was, but I remember enjoying it. The details here are quite fuzzy, and at this point the dream skipped around a lot. Maybe I was drifting in and out of sleep; maybe my mind is telling me not to remember. I often times think that our rational minds are waging war with their emotional counterparts. At the dream’s conclusion, or really just the last part that I remember before waking up, it was still raining quite a bit—I think that it had picked up significantly. There was lightning, which made the room light up for fractions of a second. I couldn’t see very well because of the flashing light. I felt confused. There was someone in my bed, but I don’t know who it was. I gave them a hug before they ended up there—a friendly hug that makes me think it was someone I already knew. I can’t recall their face.

> Read Dream Analysis

My dream last night March 3, 2013 it started at my apartment that i lived in 6 yrs ago with the long hallway and the door at the front. And I was meeting a man there, more like prostituting myself. He Came in and I tried to meet him in the bathroom, which had doubled doors on each side. He went through the living room to meet me and I went to the bathroom, so it was like we were going in opposite circles. We ended up meeting In the hallway and we Hugged and kissed. The next scene was we were in my current house. He was lying in my bed and I had come from the bathroom. As I was walked into my bedroom he began to do a line of Coke And I thought ill do some with him. Then I began to hear keys unlocking my back door And i realized it was my current boyfriend coming into my house . I got scared and ran to the bathroom and locked the door. Then I woke up.

> Read Dream Analysis

I had a dream about an art competition I'm having tomorrow, and I was so nervous during the competition and wasn't ready at all.. I ended up losing to a girl almost 2 years younger than me, even though in real life I'm the youngest participator in the competition. After losing, I sat alone for the rest of the day, slowly crying, and my crush walked up to me and asked me if all I do was art and if I'm good at writing.. I happen to be a good writer, so I said I was. We smiled at each other and the dream ended.

> Read Dream Analysis

My fiance and I broke up. On mothers day he was supose to come and see me as he promised. I was making a shrimp dinner and needed to go to the store and get some stuff I needed to finish the dinner before he got there. I spotted him in the store and he was in a tuxedo and was with a friend and two girls. When I incountered him, he treated me mean. He ended up spending mothers day with a red headed girl. After he was done he came to my house and had dinner and talked to me.

> Read Dream Analysis

I'm sitting in a all White room in the same clothing I was in when I went to bed that night, when suddenly I feel as though I'm literally starving. I don't really know why but I instinctively started eating the flesh on my arm, I could see the flesh being taken away with each bite but I couldn't feel anything. My blood flooded onto the white floor and was moving around the white room, up the walls, onto the ceiling, Suddenly the room turned into a living, moving fleshy thing. I ran over and started eating the wall until I eventually broke through the other side, falling forward and I ended up right where the dream began, Sitting in a white room in my clothing, completely unharmed.

> Read Dream Analysis
<< Previous Page 58 Next Page >>
RSS