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I dream of being in a train with my mother ( who recently passed away). We both are in a train and then we get down at a station. After I we get out, I realize that we forgot the suitcase in the train. I run inside but the train is gone. We are trying to talk to the security graud that is there any way we could get it back. The station people/ Ticket collector said he can't do anything . I yelled at him quiet some times and started crying. That time my whole concern was the luggage ( I never thought about the luggage.) When I woke up, I felt like an horrible person.

My friend and sorority sister from college passed away 7 years ago from brain cancer. She came back to visit me in my dream. We were at my parents house, where she had never been. She was talking to me about the other side in a very positive way. My husband was with her husband and when they got back to the house she was gone. I was crying because her husband didn't get to see her and I woke up to my alarm at the same time my husband was saying I love you.

I am in an apartment in the dinning room around a large tan wooden table with 6 chairs. there on the table are 3 burgers ( whoppers) there are also 3 young black children with me. the phone rings it is thier mother she wants to speek to the teacher about school work. a few minutes later 2 men with a gurnie bring my grandmother in (she has been gone since 1996) and places her on the table my grandmother looks at me and says everything will be ok. she is dead, but still speaks.

Weirdest dream ever...we were part of a triathlon in france; that ended in Jaisalmer, India. The first section was on camel, the second section was barefoot running. During the second part we found out that the police were after us. You ran into a little shop to hide but then when I stepped in there was a random man inside who didn't know which door you had gone through. It was now like a massive student house with loads of doors/levels and covered in anarchy/protest posters. I went down to the basement and Mark Webber was in there with a scale model of the landscapes we had to cross trying to work out the best way in to Jaisalmer fort. After discussion with him I decided to continue on my own because I couldn't find you. I don't know if I got there or found you because I woke up.

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