I went on vacation to the Jew moon with my friend. The jew moon was basically Israel on the moon under a literal dome. They had an ocean with very big slow moving waves and the earthrise was beautiful. Weird ass dream man.

I was in my aunt’s house, but it was bigger. I think I was eating a meal with some family members. There was sunlight shining through the windows, although the outside had no details. I remember nothing else that matters.

Possible reason for this dream: yesterday, at around 9pm, my aunt called me saying she would like to bake a cake for my birthday, which is in some weeks from now. I agreed. Talking to her may have subconsciously reminded me of her home, and the birthday cake may have reminded me of eating and of childhood, explaining why the house was bigger in the dream (I used to go there as a child, and since I was smaller, the house felt bigger).

had a dream I was in another country and got lost lol

killer moth

I killed my father and slept with my mother. Probably doesn’t mean anything.

I don’t really believe dreams have meaning, but every so often I’ll look something up that I dreamed about just to amuse myself and see what some would say it means, usually only if it’s something very specific that was in the dream, like an animal or something.

Woke up in bed, turned off the alarm, went to bathroom, brushed teeth…

Then the damned alarm went off and I woke up in bed, but for real.

Happens way too often that I have to slog through multiple boring morning routines before actually getting to start my day.

I dreamed I was repairing laptops, only to have them stolen from me.

I sort of believe dreams hold meaning, but nothing significant. I often tend to dream about what’s bothering me in waking life.

The Dream: My mother gifted me an old, beat up RV to live in. It was filthy inside, rusted outside. I saw my aunt who wanted to see it and give me a house warming present but I told her No because it was so gross.

The Explanation: It’s because I have a very strained relationship with my family right now. They failed to step up to protect me when I was young, and then failed to show up again when I needed support as an adult (along with numerous times in between). They left me with trauma and fear and self-hatred without ever an apology or a modicum of empathy. It’s left me with the intense desire to be seen and to be loved, but at the same time an intense fear of being treated again like I was for so long. It’s left me opting out of most of life, because who would want to see such a disgusting, shoddy RV like me? And even if I do convince myself that someone might, what if they burn my RV down? Or come in and are repulsed because they don’t like what they see?

My dog of 14 years passed away in April, and i haven’t really mourned him like i should. I keep having a recurring dream where he’s alive, and I’m mad at everyone who said he was dead. I wasn’t there in the end, life circumstances made me send him to my “parents” house, where he passed peacefully of natural causes.

I also have nightmares that feature my sperm-donor more often than I’d like.

Edit: I believe dreams are a window into the subconscious, but they aren’t exactly reliable or “meaningful”, other than a “huh, that was weird…”.

Back in grad school, but in NYC for some reason. Doing a shitty job, fucking up assignments that are 3rd grader level math. I’m doing it all on paper which I never did and then lost my entire brief bag when it somehow fell off a bus I was riding. Called wife to tell her that I couldn’t do it anymore, lost all my notes, papers, assignments and would not be able to recover it all to pass semester.

Grad school was more than 15 years ago. I was in NYC somewhat recently and did go to the wrong address for a meeting and was late as a consequence.

Nfi.

Dreams are just the brain sorting out memories, and they often get jumbled which is why they are generally surreal. I have had friends who were lucid dreamers, they just had more intentional purpose to their memory sorting.

I generally don’t remember dreams, like maybe a few a year. As in waking up occasionally means knowing what I was just dreaming about, and rarely having that stick more than a few minutes.

My most recent memorable dreams were a few weeks ago and involved zombies and the people around me doing the absolute most ridiculous stuff to get themselves bitten. Not scary really, just frustrating. Warched a few zombie movies a few days prior and then had some people around me make boneheaded decisions so I am guessing my brain was sorting those two unrelated things. Don’t remember the details of what the people were doing in the dream, just that it was stupid and resulted in getting bit.

No. I am convinced that dreams are brain training towards scenarios that may or may not become relevant one day.

Last night I dreamt about being at an airport, unsure about where and when my connecting flight was. Surprisingly realistic, considering how often I fly, but unrealistic in the sense that I always know this beforehand and always carry with me a small paper note listing the following:

• Flight number
• When
• From-To
• Estimated landing time
• Booking code

I dunno, I forget dreams easily if I have them, but I rarely have dreams, it seems like I just switch off and everything is dark.

I had nightmares about my supervisor criticizing me. :( She is a bully and no one ever cares or does anything about it. I am asking to be put on a shift that overlaps her less and am being given a hard time about the accomodation because I occasionally react poorly when she bullies me.