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I was in an airport and I realized that I forgot to purchase a ticket for my flight that leaves at 9:30. My destination was New York for New Years. I clearly distressed and running around the airport. I come to a cashier and buy a ticket for the 9:30 flight and he tells me that its 9:20. He then nods his head toward a very long line of people in which I have to get into, in order to print the ticket I just bought. I was feeling hopeless but still went to the back of the line. There I met a young woman about my age who was aslo late for her flight. She seemed be perfect. She had shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes, white complextion, a few freckles on her face, and a daisy in her hair. I can't remember all of what we talked about. I remember her saying she lived in Austin, TX with her aunt and remember feeling that she was an extremly sweet girl. At this point I start looking around for other printers where I can print my ticket. I knew that if I left to try and find a printer I might risk losing my spot in the line i was already in. I left anyway, but I couldn't find another printer so I went back hoping no one else got in line. Sure enough I returned and there were ten more people in line. I was hoping however that the sweet girl would let me cut behind her to get my spot back. To my suprise I saw her at the back of the line. I went up to her and asked her why she went to the back of the line. She told "Because I was waiting for you" At this moment It was as if she lifted all the distress I just had. I was full of joy and was at peace. Missing my flight no longer mattered. I don't remember when but somewhere in the dream I remember seeing an image of her hand or a hand with an engagement ring on it. I woke feeling very happy but also very curious about the dream. I have my own theories about the dreams but am intrested to see what others think.

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Good morning. I am new to this forum. I am hoping that you kind folks can help me. Up until very recently I was a little bit skeptical about dream interpretation but I am having a series of dreams that leads me to believe that I am trying to tell me something...if that makes any sense. A few days ago I dreamt that a mountain lion got loose in my house. It was a wild animal, but I was completely unafraid of it. I was terrified that it would hurt my family but I had no fear for my own safety. I somehow knew that it would not hurt me. In fact, later in the dream, I went to go chase it out of the house and it was as tame as a house cat with me. Last night I dreamt that I was camping in the wilderness with someone. I am not sure who. We discovered a bear. Again, I was terrified that the bear would hurt my companion but in my dream I actually laid down and went to sleep within sight of the bear.

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I show up at my job. Both my wrists are cut and bleeding. I make my way to the manager’s office and there I see Joe and Dianne. As I reveal my bleeding wrists I tell them, "Thank you for making it so clear to me that this is what life is like and will always be like. Thank you for making it so clear that I can't keep living my life like this." As my sobs and tears increase both Joe and Dianne just stood there and did nothing. Then in burst the meat manager Sammy and Tony who also works in Meat. Both of them confronted Joe and Dianne. Sammy punched Joe twice on the face yelling at him and asking him why the hell he hasn’t called the ambulance or even tried to help me his ‘adopted daughter,’ and Tony was yelling and cursing at Dianne asking her the same thing apart from the adopted daughter part. While they were doing this before I could collapse from the loss of blood; the produce manager and closest friend that I have at Safeway came in a lifted me into his arms. As I looked up at him my eyes growing heavy, I knew that anyone who looked into my eyes could see that they were dead, that I had already giving up on life. As I looked up towards his face I was shocked for there I saw tears in his eyes that were threatening to fall. His face filled with concern, worry, heartbreak, and anger. He carried me to his car and drove me to the Hospital. Before arriving at the hospital I said to Chris in a weak whisper, "Please forgive me Chris. I know that I told you that I would try but I just can’t take this anymore. I know that you must hate me and are upset that this is what I have chosen but please know and understand that I am finally at peace and finally free." As we pull up to the hospital he turns his head in my direction and says in a soothing and worried voice, "Don’t you dare talk that way Danielle. Don't you dare give up. Don’t you know how many people will be crushed to have lost you? I know that I will be grieving beyond belief. You matter Danielle and are love by so many people. Don’t throw that away because Safeway is treating you like shit, but that doesn’t mean that you need to allow yourself to give up on your life and all that you will be missing out on. Please don’t," He then comes over to the passenger side door lifts me into his arms and says with such sincerity that I have never heard him use, “Don’t give up on life. You will be greatly missed by so many, and you will undoubtedly will be greatly missed by me.” He then kisses me gently on the forehead and then runs in as fast as he can while carrying me. As we enter he calls for help and we are surrounded but before I pass out and hope I am finally dead and at peace, I see his haunting tear streaked face drilled and captured in my mind and the last thing I see. The crushed, worried, concerned, grieving, angry, and a hint of love, all emotions written on Chris’s face as my eyes close and I feel death coming most of me wanting it to come now, but the image of Chris making a small part of me hoping for life to give me a second chance. That is when I wake up from this dream/ nightmare.

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Me and this guy i like were at a party. Im sitting in his lap while he sit in a lazy boy chair. We're talking and laughing and then we are french kissing. but no one is paying us any mind. He then says he has to go to the bathroom. So i get up and let him go he says he will be back and kisses me again before he leaves. I get up to stretch and someone takes our sit. So i move to the longer couch. I hear a loud crashing sound in the hallway and then i see him getting into his car. I jump up and run down flights and flights of stairs, crying, trying to get to him. Checking the window as i run down to make sure he is there. Soon as i get outside he drives off. I run down another street to see if i can catch him at the end but i dont. i guess he took a different way. i stand there crying, i can hardly breath. Still looking at the street hoping he will come but he doesnt.

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I dreamed jennie and i were in ireland at the hotel we will be staying at. we were poking around the rooms, having a great time. we went downstairs to the pub, there were men sitting around an outdoor table drinking beer. i was blockaded so the only route i could see was to climb over their table. i put my hands on the table and started to jump up, the table fell over sideways and lauched some items at top speed toward another table with a man sitting there. people thought he was dead. i walked over, thinking omg, i may have just accidentally killed someone... he was lying on the ground with a pizza almost embeded in his face (thats what was launched!). i gently pulled the pizza/cheese of hoping he was still alive. he opened his eyes amidst the red pizza sauce (whew, thank god hes alive!) then i realized... it was mel gibson. swear to god...what the hell does that mean???

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My mom, my sister and I were walking down a gravel road in the middle of no where dressed as mennonitesor amish people. We were carrying all of our belongings from our house to take on a camping trip or something and there was one more load of stuff to bring so I said I would go get it. I was walking along the gravel road and all of a sudden I see a big brown bear on the side of the road. I slowly turn around hoping that it didn't see me start to quickly walk back to the camp site thing. The bear does notice me and starts chasing me so I start running away. As I'm running I see another big brown bear in the direction that i'm running so I turn around and start running the other way and all the time i'm running i'm thinking "i'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die." and then I woke up

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I was sitting in a stone cylinder, with a vat of acid sludge, or some sort of biological weapon above me. I was wearing a white jumpsuit with gold down the sides, and I had obviously just fought my way in. I was just waiting for the vat to be poured on me, and I wanted it to, but I knew thy were going to stop it, even as it started to be poured. I could see it tipping and wondered where the "guns" were to stop it. Finally the vat stopped and was put back, and I stood to wait for my release, thinking that it was great for them to stop it, but horrible for me because I wanted to die. I went to a training center where I was fighting really hard (killing people), and then went into the hallway. In the hallway, scissors used for torture fell down the stairs. A man came out and grabbed them, looked at me then ran away, saying "It wouldn't happen again." I was back home, and I came up the stairs, where I guess I was staying with some friends, or distant family. My friend Trevor was there, and I flirted with him a lot, even though he was in some sort of relationship. There was a little kid, about 8, sitting at the table and a woman was sitting near him (Trevor's partner) quizzing him on something. I told them that there was no point in quizzing him because it was a nice day and why on Earth would you need to know capitals? I It was Christmas morning so there were presents to be opened. Before that though, breakfast was still needed. A man with a goatee came down the stairs on crutches, and Trevor's partner told him that he needed to eat something because he hadn't eaten anything. I asked him if he wanted something, assuming he would say no like he had to everyone else, but he said that he wanted some good eggs. Trevor complained that I was already in charge, so I responded with the fact that I'm awesome. There was already coffee brewing, so I grabbed some and another mug for the man on crutches. The whole dream, I felt loathing for myself and slight happiness when with Trevor. I was extremely capable, and very dangerous. I don't know if I was on the good side or the bad, but that I was hoping to die.

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