WHAT WAS THE LAST DREAM YOU HAD WHERE YOU CAN REMEMBER ALMOST EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED IN IT?
(This is my strange dream; you can comment on it or skip it if you wish.)
I had a dream last night about a blonde girl, Jessica, that I knew from my high school, who met up with a female friend of mine, at the last minute at the club, because she was visiting town. The female friend I was with (let's just call her "Susie") posted on Facebook she was at a club and Jessica decided to meet us there unexpectedly. Jessica is a 5'11" extremely girly blonde with a gorgeous face and body and ALWAYS wears pink.
Jessica showed up tipsy and hung out with us for about 45 minutes in the dream (things fast-forwarded a bit), and Susie decided she was getting too drunk and would take her home. Susie's car was a coupe, so Jessica said given how long her legs are, so she'd have to sit on my lap. Which I thought was awkward. Susie dropped Jessica off, and wanted me to walk her into her sister's house, where Jessica was staying while in town, because Susie says she hates Jessica's sister.
Jessica is White Girl Wasted, as I walk her inside. Her sister, a 5'9" short-orange-haired woman, thanks me for bringing Jessica home. She flirts with me, as if she wants me to have sex with her. I tell her I have to use the bathroom, which in the dream, I did. Only I go to lift the toilet and it's unflushed with poop! Because her sister is neat and tidy, I deduce Jessica used it earlier and didn't flush. Now the sister (let's call her "Jill") is flirting with me to join her upstairs. But I'm offended by the poopy toilet though and leave. This causes Jill to yell at Jessica and the two get into a heated argument as I head out the door. Then I wake up.
The strange thing about all of this is: Jessica is someone I REALLY knew; only she was actually seven years older than me. Jessica was my first therapist when I was 18. She was hot and I had a mad crush on her, but she (ironically) had crippling depression.
What's the last dream you had that you can remember with vivid detail?
The last vivid and coherent dream I had was weird. The one that sticks out the most is one where I was on a farm. It had what looked to be an abandoned orchard (the trees where evenly spaced but things where grown over so I think it was an orchard), and I was working the fields. I think it was in the seventeen or eighteen hundreds just by the feel of everything. So I was working the fields but my eyes kept getting drawn to an old well that sat in the middle of the field, I kept hearing noises from it. Eventually as it started to get dark I finally went to look inside it, lifting the wooden cover from it. I looked down and saw something sniffing around at the bottom of the well, it must have heard me because it stopped and slowly looked up. Its head was misshapen and it walked on all fours. However, it turned out that when it looked upward at me from the bottom of the well its "head" opened up and it was like a giant hand with a mouth in the palm (and naturally it was lined with very sharp teeth), but had no eyes. It screamed at me and then jumped at me trying to get at me but the well was to narrow so it couldn't squeeze upward through it.
I then went into the farm house to sleep after weighing down the well cover, but the entire night I looked out the window just expecting the thing to crawl out of the well but it never did. Then I woke up.
It was a particularly weird dream because it was much more like a story then a dream, it was coherent and coherent in the setting as well. Though oddly enough the screaming mouth was actually pretty normal for my dreams. For a few months I had dreams of screaming mouths, some times diembodied and some times attached to strange creatures (in one dream a giant worm was trying to burrow into my side and when I pulled it out their was no face just a hyper realistic human mouth that then proceeded to scream at me (I have taken to calling it the mandrake worm (based off of the myths of the mandrake)). So yeah, that was a thing that happened (having sleep issues means I remember a lot of dreams and some of them are really really fucked up).
I rarely have dreams that are in such vivid detail that I can remember much after I wake up.
I remember two in particular: I was at a lavish party at a mansion. I went out into the expansive garden at night. Tina Louise (Ginger from Gilligan's Island) came outside and walked towards me. I don't know why she was the one in the dream because I never had the hots for her on the TV show. Why didn't Barbara Eden from I Dream of Jeannie come up to me? Anyway, Tina was wearing a slinky dress in the dream, but she was really sweet and didn't act like the Ginger character. We stood close and talked. I thought we were going to embrace and kiss, but the dream side tracked before I woke up. It was vivid enough for me to picture it clearly, even now. How weird.
Another one had to do with the actor Dennis Weaver. Don't ask me why him. Jeeeez. I went to his house. I can picture the street and the living room vividly. I don't even remember seeing him in the dream. It was so vivid, though, that it left a memory in my mind. I didn't even remember it as a dream. It seemed like a memory of something I had done. Once, I started telling my wife that I had been to Dennis Weaver's house. And it was only in recounting the story that realized it had been a dream.
It was a bad dream and not a fun one to relive, but here we go. It was actually sad. There was an apocalypse and humankind was being exterminated. The whole area was covered in ash, buildings became ruins of what may have been some last stand. One group after another was being directed to a room where you'd be frozen and broken down. People were drawn in there by something, smiled and were happy until the very end. My mom was the next one to go. She was suddenly in there and I couldn't get her out. She was there, smiling like the others, while the machine was charging up for that next freeze. She's been through a lot and has had a lot of depressions and is in one now irl, it hurts to see her like that. Seeing her smile in there, I thought to myself if it was the lure that made her smile of if she was relieved, if I was relieved that then her suffering to be over. I tried to grab my father, but he wouldn't move, he became a shell of who he was, he refused to leave, didn't say a word. I ended up grabbing some of my friends and escaped that building somehow, we hid in bushes from lights that were passing by, scouting for survivors.
I had a similar dream. Final exams week and I discover that I was enrolled in a class I wasn't aware of and I never attended a single class and still had to take the final.
i can't remember a lot of it but it goes like this. i got a scan found cancerous tissue, they couldn't operate or i'd lose my dick. if i didn't lose my dick i'd definitely have cancer, so it was easier to do the full sex change on the table in one go.
so now i have okay breasts and struggle to know who the fuck i am. it was a nightmare. i have some good meds
I usually have dreams about dogs chasing me. But recently I had a dream that took place in the building where I worked when I first graduated high school. I walked up the the third floor and kept hearing voices so I followed them. I kept walking and did not find anyone. It was not much of a dream I guess.
I dreamed about a girl from my old school, I particularly didn't like her, never was friends with her and we didn't talk much to each other. We're at the same place, it was a small house, maybe it was her house and she was being really nice to me, and I also tried to talk to her, we talked a little, I can even remember that she was cooking something and laughing. Then someone came into the room and started talking to us. Then we took a bus to a beach I don't know.
Oh man, I've been having these freaky dreams every couple of weeks that are about me and other people being abducted and trapped in a house/mansion that we must solve puzzles in to be able to escape.
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I lost my school bag and was searching all over the library for it. The location was my 12th grade. I couldn't leave without the bag. So i was tensed. Then i remembered no dream is worth this tension and decided to leave the bag and wake up
I can't remember the last one, but one from the last few years (I don't get many dreams) was seeing some amazing big black tits pop out of their bounds and bounce happily, waving to me. Funny because I super rarely see black girls in real life.
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