Recent dreams containing jam page 8

Me and about seven people I know all lived in the same house. I walked downstairs and saw my previous social studies teacher eating breakfast in his pajamas without a shirt. He smiled at me then stood up and started kissing me. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and we we making out until he finally put me down and kissed me on the cheek. He smiled and we finished breakfast.

Dreams of a bear eating jam

Changing pyjamas in public

Jam shop

I seemed to be really immature, and I was putting a new found love interest before my daughter. We would ride around in not a car, but a card board box, as if it was a magic carpet, like the Disney movie Aladdin. And one day while running around with my new friend, I ran into my ex and I had found out while in a line waiting for my Jamba Juice that he had just gotten out of court and that he was going to be serving 31 years in prison. In the back of my mind, I was thanking god that he wasn’t going to be around. But as I seen him walking past Jamba Juice, I ran after him and slapped him so hard and started yelling and screaming something that I can recall. And the last thing I remember, my ex’s face turned into my twin brother’s face.

During vacation, I come back to the hotel room I share with my boyfriend after leaving it for most of the evening to have a talk with a male friend. I find another woman sleeping naked together with my boyfriend on our bed. I start crying, my boyfriend wakes up and I run out of the room in pink pajamas and barefoot.

Gun is jammed

Un amour de Swann, in english. financière et sociale de l'Europe.13 h 45, par le professeur Hugues Tertrais, "Cela correspond approximativement à la température annuelle moyenne de l'atmosphère au sommet", la glace ne fond presque jamais à 4 810 mètres.

I am in my house, doing normal things and I keep hearing booms. I go outside at the last big boom and I see all my neighbors homes are destroyed and they're dead - the houses are in the ground - not even visible - it's like the earth has compacted them. My family and i have to leave very quickly with only our pajama's on. We get out but our house is destroyed. Then we're at a friends house who lives high on a bluff over a river. We hear another big boom and look at the river and it has a whirlpool in it that's getting bigger. My husband says we have to go and on the way out we see friends we haven't seen in decades outside looking for their dog - wasting time when we should be evacuating. I wake up and realize I need to make bug out backpacks for our family with all the necessities in it.

I am painting with white paint from a jam jar when i realise i have been sold paint which is made from squashing a small cat into the jar so it holds the paint in its fur, i am distressed and wonder how the cat has survived. I remove the cat and her foam body coat which has been sewn on to her.it is small and in a terrible stte. I clean the cat with warm soapy water removing the paint which is also milk. I love fed and care for the cat. I try to make up for the terible abuse. my loving dog watches from a safe distance. the cat is beautiful.