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I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

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In my dream, I was in some kind of library. There was a big window on my left side, and the sun light was very bright. I can understand it was morning. I am reading a book and find a poem in it. As I read, I realize that it is a poem that I've written. I find it very beatiful, the most beautiful poem I've ever written. Then I realize I am in a dream. I say to myself "I wish I can remember this poem when I wake up". But i couldn't remember it when I wake up.

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My dream: I was at an airport coming home from idk where but I’m guessing I went solo because I was the only one who came out the gates. And I was worried cuz I didn’t have anyone to pick me up but you were there holding a sign that you were picking me up. And I was confused because how tf did you know I was home?? Anyways you said you were gonna drive me home. We took this big ass sprinter van but it was just you and me and we were coming from JFK cuz it was def New York and on the drive home the back started to shake and all my things started shaking. And I got worried cuz they were gonna come out. And you kept asking what’s in my bag or what am I hiding in the the back. So I jumped to the back and held on my suitcases before they opened. But I didn’t know what was in them and didn’t know why they were shaking or why they were trying to open themselves. You pulled over and went to the back and you grabbed my collar from the back and threw me down towards the front. You unzipped one of the bags and this bright ass yellow light came out and it was like bright as hell like the whole inside of the van was bright white yellow lights and you just stared at it. Then we hear sirens and I’m like “oh shit close it close it” and we heard a knock from outside and it was a bunch of cops waiting for me. I opened it and my parents were there questioning what I’m doing. Your mom was there WITH RAYA and your dad came out the cut running but he had just come from a tennis game cuz he had the little band around his head and sweatbands on his wrists. Then my friends came and surround our sprinter van and I was confused to why everyone was there. The cops told me that I have something very important in those bags and suitcases. And I was like “sir I just came from a trip I don’t have anything bad” and I was highkey tearing up cuz I was so stressed. And everyone was saying to just open it and just step aside. So I hopped off the van and the cop came in and started opening the bag you just opened and when he did this bright ass yellow white light came and lit up the whole van and I had to cover my eyes and you were still in the van covering your eyes from how bright it was. And the rest of the bag started to shake and I told my parents “I don’t know what’s happening I swear I didn’t bring anything from the trip” and the rest of my bags started shaking again and unzipping slowly and more of the yellow and bright lights started to show from the bags and suitcases. The cop just stared into the bag he opened and he said “son you’re good this isn’t for me” and I said “officer I swear I didn’t bring anything bad i just came from a trip” and you you wanted to see what it was but everyone else outside came in the van to see what was the light. And they all did the same thing and stared at it and just walked out. And I stayed outside atp I’m like crying. And you finally got the turn to see and you walked up to it and you looked into the bag and you turn your head slowly towards me and you reach your hand in and the rest of the bags opened up and the whole van glowed like it felt like I was 2 feet away from the sun and it just shined on my face and the bright light just swallowed the whole van and it tried covering my eyes and I screamed in my dream and then I woke up to the bright light of my laptop screen.

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I dreamt that at home there is mourning,but there was a guy who was coming at home tellìng us that the sun is coming down from heave n and that a lot of people are dying by overseas.At the mourning ceremony there was a radio reporting the same information that the is coming down more close nearer to earth and a lot of people die mostly the white people in overseas.But the morning at home is for my brother in law family.I saw that my brother's law has two mournings.One mourning at our place and another mourning to my brother's home.When the meeting ceremony was off we found our brother's law in his car on the main road carrying a lot people's at the back.

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