Post your last dream (during sleep)

[Foxface]

I dreamed that I was at a high school, and and trying to find a place to park. This was a high school, that had very limited and stupid parking. I also remember I was not there to goto school, but to look for someone.

After a few minutes of finding a spot that was a legit parking spot, I got out of my car, and took a piece of paper out in search that I found the right school. It said:

Mumber High School

(Date, which I couldn't remember.)

Mimi Smith (could have been a mistake for Amy Smith. I remember the name of the school, was actually Mumberlin or Mumberland High School, but wrote down MUmber for short.

I went in. In was near the end of the school year, many kids outside, and inside the school. When I went inside the school, I think I asked something to myself outloud, and this teacher moving a trolley with a TV on it was rude, and said after a few seconds, she responded "No, and I heard you the first time."

I went into the the office to ask for this girl. I reached into my pocket in search for the right paper, I had a bunch of other pieces of paper, not sure what they were. The weird thing was, I was asking for a girl, that had graduated a year or two (maybe more) years ago, at the same time, it felt as thought it was recent, like days or months ago. I also remember, remembering the last time I've seen her, like it must've been in another dream, you know how dreams can go into other dreams or something?

The lady in the office said "No one graduated last year", which was weird and I remember thinking to myself in the dream, mostly everyone graduated from school every year, so why would she say that. It seems, that in my dream, I have met this girl before, at that school, and I was there to visit her or something. I barely remember what she looked like, which is probably why I was in the office asking about her.

I've never heard of this school before. No school like that in Nova Scotia, but there is a Cumberland Countey, so maybe there was Cumberland High School, cloest I can get for that name. Doubted becuase there is not a high schooled, named after a country, but a town, like Sackville High, or Dartmouth High, but there is no Halifax High School, not in Nova Scotia. I can't figure it out, but dreams never make sense anyway. It was only a dream.

When I woke up, I searched for the name Mimi Smith and Amy Smith on Facebook for those in Nova Scotia, no Mimi SMith came out, but a few AMy Smith came up. Sometimes, I mishere peoples names, like Mimi for Amy.

Maybe the lady in the office meant no one graduated by the name last year. I'm just trying to make sense of it. I don't remember seeing the school name in my dream, except on my piece of paper.

What about the teacher with the TV, why she say "I heard you the first time?" If I only said something once? Maybe she wasn't actually speaking to me, and I only thought she was.

This dream (like most) was very vague. I'm not sure about about this Mimi (Amy) Smith, but appearently, I was going to visit her, or find out about her, but she wasn't expecting me.

The question is, what caused this dream? Where did the name Mimi or Amy Smith come from. I have never met anyone by that name. Never met anyone by the name Mimi, don't remember anyone named Amy. Smith is a popular, so it dosen't stand out that much. Must be over 200 just in Nova Scotia. It's puzzeling me.

 

[Starry]

I dreamed I was chatting to someone on this forum (who shall remain nameless), then suddenly their voice started coming through the speakers instead of them typing... I became very flustered and started searching for my microphone, all the time being very bothered by the fact I was taking so long and hoping they wouldn't think I was being rude and ignoring them. Finally I got the microphone, then there was a lot of noise outside, so I had to shut the windows, but there was a problem with that.. I managed a quick reply, then said I'd be back... All the time I was getting more and more flustered in case they thought I was ignoring them. Finally I closed the windows and tried to talk, but then my mother was hanging around and making a noise. (I was back living at my mother's house for some reason... Dreams... Make no sense!) Then suddenly she spoke into the microphone very loudly (She has a habit of talking loudly!) and scared away the person I was trying to talk with. I shouted at her for doing that and then worried that they'd think badly of me or that I didn't care. Eventually they came back online and I tried to apologise, but the sound kept going off. Then the person was telling me that they really liked me and thought I was a wonderful person, which made me happy, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I might have upset them after all the problems I'd encountered just trying to have a conversation with them.

Meaning... Well, pretty obvious really... Just the way I generally feel... If I don't respond instantly to someone I feel bad about it... If there are problems during an online conversation, such as the computer crashing or the internet going off, I tend to get very flustered. And obviously, I just want to be liked...

 

[Foxface]

After the September 11 attacks, I had a few dreams, of the planes, as if I was on them. I won't go into details, becuase it is disturbing, graphic and sad. I've dreamed of inside the planes, the WTC before the attack (in another dream). After that, I've got obsessive about the 9/11. I'd look at the pictures, and think to myself, I kinda actually been there, even though I've never been to New York before 2009. My dreams were worse. I haven't had any disturbing dreams like that for quite awhile. Most of my dreams now, are just non-sense.

A lot of my dreams are sad, or scary. Sometimes, I can dream something, and it'll be so real, I can feel and experince it as if it really did happen.

The Swiss Air, flight 111 crash in 1998, I've dreamed that two, but it was awhile after it happened, a few years. That crash happened less then an hours drive, where I live.

 

[Foxface]

Last night, I've dreamed I was on the Harbour Hopper. I recently went on it a couple weeks ago.

Anyway, it was overfull, and it was larger than what it actually is, and it went outside where it usually goes. It just goes around downtown Halifax, but I think I went towards Dartmouth or something in my dream.

I remember there being this woman on it, who I didn't like. I don't kn ow who she could've been. The dream was very weird, and vague, like usual.

 

[Hastings & Main]

Part of a much larger dream last night had me on my side on the floor (of some room I'm not familiar with, seemed like a bedroom) looking at an aardvark.
A voice-over was stating facts about the dangers of aardvarks and that's when I sort of started 'playing' with it & it grabbed my arm the way cats do when they're feisty - claws out and biting, scratching w/their hind legs - and I had to slowly retract it from it's grip.

Never dreamt of aardvarks before. The medication I take for sleeping (Trazadone) totally fires up the dream-arena.

 

[Facethefear]

I have had this latest dream many times over the summer. I am in my apartment in an older building and one of the rooms looks out onto a large square in front of an opera house ( it appears to be Europe). I must be on the third floor because I am watching the milling crowd that makes no noise. It is always in the evening and the crowd is wearing summer clothes and it is very humid. The corner window is huge but no one looks up at me as I stand there in the well lighted room. I know I have lived alone in this place with no pets for a long time. I walked from the kitchen into the hallway and then into this ordinary sitting room and the doorbell rings. A faceless man is at the door; I am expecting him but feel little excitement and we walk back toward the room I just left but now we have to go through a dining room (that wasn't there before) and when we arrive in front of the window, I realize have no food or drink to offer him so we start walking toward the kitchen but it has moved farther down the long hall and we walk past many doors that are closed. There is no sound from anywhere. There are lamps, carpeting and modern art and I feel calm as we walk and talk about ? and we turn a corner to the left and we are in a kitchen with extremely tall dark cabinets and soft lighting. (Not my decorating style at all).
Continued...repeat dream and ...the doorbell rings and I go into the hall and open another door to greet a woman who joins us.
Continued...repeat dream and... I am leading them around opening door after door.

The endless rooms dream is a recuring theme over the years.

 

[this_portrait]

The last dream I remember having was one where I had these really nasty blisters all over my legs. Apparently I got them from shaving with a bad razor. They were all really big and some of them looked more like ulcers. Hurt like hell, too. For some reason and old friend of mine was there and she was suggesting I pour some kind of perfume on them.

 

[Facethefear]

This is new one from early this morning because I think all my dreaming is done when my dog and cat start to wake me up when the sun comes up.
I enter a house of a woman I used to know and have come to dislike. She is walking around her the kitchen looking agitated while a very well dressed lady, who I have never met, sits at the kitchen table writing rapidly on white paper. I stay in the next room crawling on the carpet then sitting on the carpet while the woman and I have a conversation about me not expected to arrive so early but she is glad that I did come earlier. I have no idea why I am there. As we talk, the lady continues writing and looks up and over in my direction but I am on the floor so she doesn't see me and she continues moving the pen on the paper. I stare at her and she looks down and sees me.
Our eyes connect and I walk over to the table and she moves her cupped hand toward me - there is a key under it and I take it and leave the house.
I drive to a hot noisy place, in a city, with lots of people and buses. There is a mailbox on a stand and I open it with the key. The box is shoulder height and full of mail and money and I hold a bag up to it and dump everything in. I am at my kitchen counter separating the money from the mail, which amounts to $500 in small bills. There is an envelope that seems to be a letter that has very familiar handwriting but I am distracted by a car that is driving up slowly so I jam all the money into my purse, hide it and go out to the car and get into the passenger seat. There is a young dark haired man in the driver's seat, who doesn't look at me but explains the importance of honesty. I motion him to come into the house and we sit across from each other at my dining room table, which is now very long and cleared of all the usual stuff. I take the bag of "mail" and pull out the envelope and toss it toward him and it hits the table top and slides in front of him. He picks it up and says "yes!" he looks amazed and I keep pulling envelopes out of the bag and repeat the process until I feel I have given him enough. He thanks me and gives me his business card and leaves. I still have mail in the bag and the key and the money.

 

[Geo]

Can only remember parts of it but I went on trip with my extended family and gf (now ex) to this place. I remember I was being chased by someone and ended up outside of a house. I peered inside the window and I saw a "clone" of me, it was me but tanned with black hair. I walked in with my gf and greeted my clone. Then my family began unpacking their stuff in the house. I then remember going into my room and coming out again to see everyone having sex, my clone was doing it with my gf so I beat him up. That's all I can remember.

 

[Flanscho]

The last dream I know more than fragments of I had about a week ago...

It was a mixture of a "fight" and a "flee" dream. I had some strong warrior type of person next to me. As in most dreams, I can't really remember what the person looked like. But it was some kind of friend. We were fighting our way through a strange building, that stood in the center of a huge crater, like from a meteor impact. The building looked kinda strange... Half finished. Huge concrete pillars the floors were resting on, with no wallpapers or colors, few walls, and some sides even had no windows. It was maybe six or 10 floors high, but didn't reach over the craters edge. The house was filled with desks and busy clercs. We fought our way through it. Mostly it was the person at my side doing the job, while I was coming along. The clercs fled in panic. We had escaped earlier from a nearby building I think. But instead of escaping, we decided to instead make our way into it's heart, for revenge. Along the way, we also rescued a boy for some reason. Then, the crater slowly started to fill with water. The boy swam out through the open side of the building, and warned us about the rising water. We weren't sure whether to climb back through the building towards it's roof, or find the boss in the building for revenge, or swim outside, like the boy. Then some planes flew by overhead, and they dropped one or more bombs. I saw this scene from a bombs point of view, as if riding on it. The crater and the building below me. It seemed like a scene from an old movie. Everything was black and white and grainy, as the bomb plummeted into an arc downwards.

Sorry for any spelling mistakes, English ain't my native language.

 

[GraybeardGhost]

Last night I dreamed that I shaved off half my hair and most of my beard. It wasn't pretty.

 

[Flanscho]

Last night, I dreamed that a little creatures was in my bedroom. I'm not sure what it looked like, it was about half my size, remotely human. I think that it wasn't this creature that scared me that much, but some kind of guardian of it that I thought would be near. I regained my senses while standing in the bathroom with the door locked. I guess I went there mostly asleep in the nightmare. It took me some minutes to become fully wake, and rationally tell myself, that it's highly unlikely that something like that would be suddenly in my bedroom. So very carefully, switching a lot of lights on, I returned. Saw no creature of course. So I switched the lights back off and went to bed again.

 

[Geo]

Just had a dream where I was part of One Direction (I'm not a fan of their music or anything so I've no idea why this happened...). We were at one of our concerts but for some reason only Niall, Zayn and Liam ever sang. Me, Harry and Louis were apparently really bad at singing. So they were singing and we were just sort of...watching. Awkward.

 

[JuiceB]

I don't dream much but the last one I remember was me on top of a cow.

 

[phobicmeg]

I dreamed my husband was forcing himself on me.
This speaks volumes about what we are going through right now.
I have had PTSD for the past 30 years from childhood sexual abuse.
My husband is a sex and porn addict.
I have never seen a more lethal combination.

 

[coyote]

i dreamed i was going to grad school to get my MFA

second time in a month - interesting...

 

[JSTELLZ88]

I had a dream the other night where I was trying to save an ex girlfriend from a bunch of drug addict people with sharp teeth in a crappy neighborhood. I somehow ended up running through this hallway into a bathroom. I looked in the toilet and there were severed ears, noses, etc floating around. I have no idea what to make of that one but my dreams usually are very surreal and intense.

 

[GraybeardGhost]

I had a dream the other night where I was trying to save an ex girlfriend from a bunch of drug addict people with sharp teeth in a crappy neighborhood. I somehow ended up running through this hallway into a bathroom. I looked in the toilet and there were severed ears, noses, etc floating around. I have no idea what to make of that one but my dreams usually are very surreal and intense.

Sensory organs cut off and discarded. Hmm . . . feeling of isolation, perhaps?

 

[Bo592]

I just had a dream where Howard stern and a fat guy stoled my sister car.

 

[joshua1]

I dreamed that a girl I have always been secretly in love with was visiting me. She had aged so much that she looked like a little grandma. I felt a deep regret for missing all those chances of telling her my real feelings. I don't think this really needs much interpreting.