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I dreamed that I was in my old house (which I lived in before my mother died). I walked in saw my mom she was flipping through a magazine. She asked me if I remembered someone. I went to the kitchen got a drink and came back out, where i sat down next to my mother. She looked at me and said "We're on our own." I was puzzled and asked her why. She said "You have no car and I have no money." I gave her a big hug, and it felt so real. A part of me knew I was dreaming, however it felt so real. For the instant I did hug my mom again and it felt great. Its been 7 years since she died. I turn 20 tomorrow.

It started with me at Natalie's apartment, where we talking about something that I don't really remember. For some odd reason, Natalie was wearing glasses and at some point during my visit I had my left arm stretched out in front of me and when I turned to face Natalie, I shattered her glasses, mostly the left lens. At that point everything else seemed to stop and I profusely apologized and did all I could to give her whatever medical attention she needed. I don't know why but she seemed withdrawn and in shock, or something. While I was getting a rag to wipe off the blood on her face, I kept thinking about a news story that a convict's fate would be decided by the people, a first in recent history. When I had a rag, for some reason it took me three tries to get the rag wet enough and once I returned to Natalie she had pulled out all the glass that was in her face, leaving very little left to do. While I was trying clean off the blood still on her face, I was also trying get her to talk to me but she was still very unresponsive. I kept trying by bringing up different things and the convict who's fate was in the hands of the people kept coming up in both my thoughts and my attempts to get a response from Natalie.

I was in a large room with mirrors covering all four walls. My first and so far only love was there on a bicycle. Normally, I don't share my feeling with him because he shuts down and gets defensive or he wants to cheat on his girlfriend /baby-mama/fiancé with me and I adamantly refused. He never shows any concern about my feelings. However, in this dream he seemed upset that I had hooked up with another guy even though he has no grounds to be jealous. I start yelling at him saying he has no right and if he still is jealous about that kind of stuff maybe he still love me even though he won't admit it and he shouldn't be with his current fiancé. He refuses to listen attempting to ride away on the bike, however we are trapped in this room with no where to go and our reflections and voices surrounding us making it impossible to escape.

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