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All I remember is that I was street racing another person (who I don't know) in cars that may be from the future (not sure about it), and I struggled in the race at first because I didn't know the car was stick-shift, then I guess at about half of the race I got the shifting down, caught up to the other guy and beat him just before the end of the race (I'm supposing because there wasn't a line or marker that ended the race), then I kept going and started to crash, but just before I crashed I woke up.

Had a dream that Jill and I haven’t seen each other since our last fight (which would have been the end of August 2013) but we still somehow ended up at a hotel getting married. I remember riding a bus, tram or train from what I assume was the airport (not sure) with her family members and Jimmy Mumby from work. Most of the family seemed a bit redneck, but Jimmy brought out weed and all her family member went crazy trying to smoke it, and even some seemed to have a new method of turning into liquid, and drinking it through a straw. I remember how uncomfortable I felt and I wanted to get away but I was trapped. The driver came back and began handing out what looked like strings with some sort of stick or straw and telling the guys who were smoking that they were going to have to swallow them. I felt relieved thinking he was going to stop them from smoking, but then he yelled out “Just kidding” smoke them if you got them, or something like that, laughed and went back to driving. The driver was wearing the stereotypical blue pants, driver’s hat and he had a mustache. When I got to the hotel I didn’t know what was going on or how I ended up being in the situation of marrying someone that I haven’t spoken too for months. I remember seeing her in her wedding dress (the old one from when she was 18) and seeing some of her bride’s maids in inappropriate bride’s maid dresses. One bride’s maid had a white dress that was cut to show a lot of skin, bra and panties could be seen. I was suddenly rushed by my mom to change into my suite (cannot remember the exact color but I know it was dark). Something happened to my shirt, can’t really remember but I spilled or dropped something on it, because I remember trying to rub it off. Next thing I know I was shirtless standing in front where the altar would be and a crowd was gathering in the seats and people were pushing me to the front as a protested about being shirtless. I remember still being confused about what I was doing or how I got myself in that position. I remember feeling anxiety about the hair that might be seen on my back. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time and money and feeling pressured to go through with it, and every time I attempted to discuss things with Jill, she wouldn’t acknowledge me, with the exception of telling me what she wanted and how she wanted it to go down. She seemed happy, or at least to everyone else, but we still didn’t talk. I remember feeling pressured about the vows because I wasn’t sure what to say to someone that hurt me so badly and haven’t spoken too in the last six months, but didn’t want to let everyone down. Everything seemed to be rushed as if “if it doesn’t happen right now it will never happen”. Her family seemed to be wearing country clothes including camouflage hats, had beards and yelled or talked super loud.

Had a dream that Jill and I haven’t seen each other since our last fight (which would have been the end of August 2013) but we still somehow ended up at a hotel getting married. I remember riding a bus, tram or train from what I assume was the airport (not sure) with her family members and Jimmy Mumby from work. Most of the family seemed a bit redneck, but Jimmy brought out weed and all her family member went crazy trying to smoke it, and even some seemed to have a new method of turning into liquid, and drinking it through a straw. I remember how uncomfortable I felt and I wanted to get away but I was trapped. The driver came back and began handing out what looked like strings with some sort of stick or straw and telling the guys who were smoking that they were going to have to swallow them. I felt relieved thinking he was going to stop them from smoking, but then he yelled out “Just kidding” smoke ‘em if you got’em, or something like that, laughed and went back to driving. The driver was wearing the stereotypical blue pants, driver’s hat and he had a mustache. When I got to the hotel I didn’t know what was going on or how I ended up being in the situation of marrying someone that I haven’t spoken too for months. I remember seeing her in her wedding dress (the old one from when she was 18) and seeing some of her bride’s maids in inappropriate bride’s maid dresses. One bride’s maid had a white dress that was cut to show a lot of skin, bra and panties could be seen. I was suddenly rushed by my mom to change into my suite (cannot remember the exact color but I know it was dark). Something happened to my shirt, can’t really remember but I spilled or dropped something on it, because I remember trying to rub it off. Next thing I know I was shirtless standing in front where the altar would be and a crowd was gathering in the seats and people were pushing me to the front as a protested about being shirtless. I remember still being confused about what I was doing or how I got myself in that position. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time and money and feeling pressured to go through with it, and every time I attempted to discuss things with Jill, she wouldn’t acknowledge me, with the exception of telling me what she wanted and how she wanted it to go down. She seemed happy, or at least to everyone else, but we still didn’t talk. I remember feeling pressured about the vows because I wasn’t sure what to say to someone that hurt me so badly and haven’t spoken too in the last six months, but didn’t want to let everyone down. Everything seemed to be rushed as if “if it doesn’t happen right now it will never happen”. Her family seemed to be wearing country clothes including camo hats, had beards and yelled a lot.

I was in an unfamiliar house with people i didnt know but felt strongly connected to. we ran away and went to a house in the middle of a field. there i met with my boyfriend and helped to build the place up. we gathered food, installed a pool and even had new people join us there to live. my boyfriend and i had sex in a pool then went up stairs to get on the laptop. up there was a girl who looked a lot like me and was dressed cuter. she kept putting her legs on my boyfriend and i told he to stop but every time i did my boyfriend would just pull her back onto him and say it was fine. in beat the girl up and ended up leaving my boyfriend for the leader of our group. he was tall and pale with dark hair. he kicked my boyfriend and the girl out and we ruled over our people alone.

I dreamt of cuddling my boyfriend on my bed and he asked me to lock the door I headed for the door and just closed. I was in my golden tazz and driving with him in the passenger seat and we stop the car to take a walk and ended up by a place similiar to a swamp, I almost sinked but he put out a long strong branch for me to hold onto, lucky I found my balance and got out of it, we then ended up in a huge shop where we started buying clothing I bought a beautiful demin handbag and two lovely dolls for my little girl! does this mean anything ?

I had a dream that I was receiving a gift from my great-uncle. I opened it to find what looked like my grandfathers skull or hair, (who passed away 15 years ago). No bone or goriness, just the shape and color of his hair. I turned it over and caw a note taped on the inside. The note read "Merci", ("Thank you" in french, My grandfather was french acadian) and was written in my grandmothers handwriting. The dream basically ended there, I am very curious as to what this may mean. I also had a dream about my grandmother days before she passed away in which she was crouched in the corner of a confessional and she told me that I needed to get to know her. I'm also wondering if these two dreams are related in any way. Please help!

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