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I randomly bought a ticket at an airport so I could go anywhere. I then appeared at my ex- girlfriend 's city and we were together again. Then, I appeared at a train station with a few of my friends and we were waiting on her to show up. I explored the station but there was no one there but us and the workers behind glass. Time skipped, to where I was about to take a shower and I saw my girlfriend with pink hair instead of brown. When I asked about it she said, "I changed it because of lust. Lust changed her hair color when she became more dominant, right?" I said it looked good and I awoke from my dream when I touched the water in the shower.

A blond girl who goes to my church handed me a notebook wich looked a lot like one of my friends notebooks. My friend always keeps this notebook very secret. The girl from my church told me to keep the notebook because somebody kept on sending her death threats through it. I still had it in my hands when i was walking to school but then i accedentily dropped it inside a sewer full of notebooks and yoyos while i was walking to school and didn't realize that i had dropped it untill i had gotten to school. So i had to skip gym class to go back and get it. There were indeed death threats in that notebook. The person then started sending death threats to me and my other friend torri, and hacked my ipod to and started sending me death threats through it. Me and torri then tried to investagate and figure out who was sending us the threats. We got so caught up in investigating we almost forgot that both of our lives were probably in danger. When we were both at a smoothie shop were we knew the person who was sending the death threats was in at that time, we remembered thatour lives were in danger and got scared and decided to quit investigating. I also had a friend in my neighborhood who looked a lot like the undertaker from an anime show i watch. I would hang out at his house and listen to belle and sebastian and drink milk. Then one summer day (i was still getting the death threats then, but torri wasn't) i was riding my bike . Then i accedently ran into a parked car near the undertakers house. He (the undertaker) was outside watching me. When i ran into the parked car he started to laugh. Then a sudden realization hit me. I asked him if he was the one sending me the death threats and hacking my ipod. He said he was. Then my friend tristan randomly appeared out of no where with his computer and the undertaker demonstrated on one of his video game accounts how he hacked my ipod. He had a program that could hack anything with a four letter password. He hacked tristans account. His password was "LINK". Then i ran home to my boyfriend who looked like Marylin Manson and told him all about the undertaker and the death threats. Then my boyfriend had a long talk with the undertaker, and eventually convinced him what he did was wrong and got him to say sorry to me. Undertaker felt really bad about everything, so bad that he got the entire story tattoed on his back. Then one day when my boyfriend was out volunteering at a hospital he called the undertaker and told him that i had been mauled by chainsaws in the garage. I was ,in fact, mauled by chainsaws in the garage. The undertaker was really sad and had to change the tattoo on his back. He had to cross out the "and they lived happily ever after" part of his tattoo and replace it with " and then she died"

I was at a theme park with my father, we walked up to the highest slide at the park, but my dad scared of heights walked down, and I followed. Time passed and we decided to take another go at it, but this time in the roller coaster part of the theme park. My dream skipped to me sitting next to my dad on the roller coaster. I was to busy on my phone, and didn’t notice we were about to take off. Then I realized we were about to go, but I was to late the ride began and I felt a sudden jolt, an off beat heart beat and then I woke up.

I had a dream where it started in church (now i llive in a small town and not many people go to my church) we were in the youth room and the youth group was huge and we were in a large circle. and after wards i was talking to my sister and i got a call from my dad (my parents are divorced and i live with my mom) he said that they were moving to europe and i told him that was cool but i had to go and i hung up. later i looked up schools in europe and i found one that was really cool well i waited a week (in the dream) and i still thought it was really cool cause it had everything i liked (it was mostly focused on the arts and it had a therapy class to and i kinda want to be a therapist)so after two or three periods, when school got out i called my dad and told him i wanted to come live with him. he told me that was cool with him and then call my step mom over to the phone and told her. i told them i had to go and i hung up. well later at dinner time we were sitting down eating and for some reason the table was really long! like a thanksgiving table long but it wasnt thanksgiving. i was talking to my sister and i told her i was going to live with my dad and when i did she suddenly wasnt happy anymore (my sister and i are very close along with most of my immedite family on my moms side) . well after that it must have skipped a couple weeks in the dream cause suddenly i was with my dad and we were in front of the house we were moving into and it was a mansion. When i got to the school it was amazingly beautiful! there were classes for everything, there was a class just for band and one just for choir. But the best thing was the stage! it was enourmous! it was perfect and i was amazed It was so big and beautiful! and that was when i woke up.

I was at my house then i went into the nature reserve behined my house and there was a small plane and then my dad sister and me went in it and flew over Ireland. Then it skipped to me and my friend getting in my car and travelling to the airport with my grandparents following in a seperate car. Then when we got there we got our stuff out of the car and went to the plane which was the same as the one before and it was in the same place. then we got in and that was the end of the dream.

The dream starts out with me and a crowd of people standing around a stage in the middle of the desert. On the stage is a man with a megaphone. He says that the first person to find this balloon will win ten thousand dollars. He then releases a large weather balloon. Next, I am in third person and I am watching a young man and a young woman driving in their car through the desert. They argue continuously about which way they should go to find the balloon. Then, it skips ahead in time. I know this because on the back of their car, they have large animals they caught hanging on a big metal rack. Then, they stop by this camp where a black woman and a white woman are living. The two younger people compare their animals to the animals that the two woman living at the camp have. Then, suddenly, I am in first person and I am looking at the rack that is on the back of the car. Next to me is this kid that I know from school and he is naming each animal on the rack. There are also some large spiders hanging from the rack. He yells out that the spiders have gotten loose and then I wake up.

It was summer and I was at my aunt’s house in Miami, Florida. I was standing behind the baseball batting cage watching my teammates practice hitting baseballs. After two or three hitters, it was my turn. I remember walking up to the plate and shaking very nervously. My teammates were heckling at me. They were yelling statements which would be considered as negative and in a put down type fashion. I stood there by home plate waiting for the pitcher to throw me the ball. As the pitcher finally throws me the ball, I remember closing my eyes and swing the bat. I feel the bat making contact, and just as it does I open my eyes and see the ball out by the warning tracks and over the homerun wall. My teammates stop their heckling and I continue to complete my turn at batting practice. The next thing I remember is that I am at the gym at Wilfrid Laurier University running on one of the treadmills. I remember listening to mm iPod as I am running. I remember a sudden soft tap on my right shoulder as I am running; I look back and notice it is a female which I do not recognize. However, it seems as though she knows who I am as she is standing the smiling at me. I stop running and take the headphones out of my ear and ask if I can help her. I am then using the free weights at the gym. I am standing in front of the mirror and doing arm curls as I notice the same girl standing behind me. I remember turning around and all of a sudden the room went dark. I turn around to look at the mirror again and I am now skipping rope. I remember leaving the gym and returning to my apartment. I open my door to my apartment and proceeded to the kitchen, specifically the fridge. As I open the fridge door and have my head inside the fridge I hear a voice calling my name and welcoming me home from Spring Training. I turn around and it is the same female from the gym. Only this time I recognize her as I hug and kiss her and greet her by her name. I then find myself on the players bench at the hockey game all dressed up in hockey equipment. I am a player for the team and playing in front of a large crowded. I feel a tap on my shoulder pads, I look back and it is my coach from when I was a little kid. I hop on the ice. I then find myself on the bench again, this time looking into the crowd. I notice the female from the gym and my apartment sitting in the crowd (I presume she is my girlfriend ). I then notice she is with another man, who she starts to kiss. I leave the hockey rink and I drive back to my apartment. When I open the door to my apartment, the interior has become the Wilfrid Laurier University gym. I walk up to the treadmill and start running. I stop running and head towards the change room, as I open the door I find myself standing alone in the outfield of the baseball diamond; it is dark and only one flood light shine above me.

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.

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