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The dreamer identified himself as a bisexual

The dreamer identified himself as a bisexual man of 23. In one common set of dreams, dreams he had several times, he was in a desert and next to a lake. Sometimes his wife was there with him, sometimes he was alone. Once he was there with his mother and his sister. In one dream the lake was surrounded by a wall. He never seemed to take any notice of the lake. It was there but he never drank from it or did anything with it . . . . The scene changed to his parents' apartment. He noticed a new carpet on the floor which he liked and just as he was beginning to enjoy looking at it hundreds of squirrels ran into the flat through the front door and there was a lot of confusion with all his family members running around. He left the house and was stumbling toward the intersection with cars coming from both directions. One car was followed by a large van that was towing a house. He picked up a piece of a broken object that he found on the street, ducked into a garden, and enclosed it in a cellophane bag and placed it gently in a pool of water.

I was in a house and things

I was in a house and things were being taken from, I couldn't find my husband. The people that were taking things were my husband's people and the pool at they were doing it was sneaky, to them I wasn't his wife, another woman but I couldn't see her. She was the one telling the people to take our things and no matter the shortcuts I took through the house I could never she her and my husband was no where to be found. The feeling in my dream was disrespected and played.

I’ve had this same dream many times

I’ve had this same dream many times over many years. I’m at a public swimming pool and I feel overwhelmingly alone even though there are many people there. Everyone looks at me once only and then they go about their own business. I go through the full routine of getting there, paying, changing, showing and swimming and the only thing I’m totally aware of is feeling like nobody cares that I’m there

I was carrying a plastic bag with

I was carrying a plastic bag with clothes in it as I was naked. I put it down and swam across a rock pool at the ocean. I swam back to get the bag with clothes in it. When I got there a hairy scruffy naked man was being chased by another man who had a beach umbrella. The naked man ran in to a theatre being chased by the man with the beach umbrella. They ran out of another door and ran towards me to attack and I ran at them to attack