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Art, Boho, Dancing, Gymnasium, Ice Cream, Music, Racoon, Recreation Staff, Stadium, Tupac

Dream: My Ex finds Tupac’s Locker

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In the dream, I’m visiting a friend (who I don’t know in real life) and her home is Boho style and she works at a Waldorf School as a teacher. Although, at times in the dream it seemed we were kids again and she was a student. It seems we grew up together and I was remembering our childhood in the dream.

We go somewhere in the evening. It’s a large gymnasium or a small stadium and we’re in the locker room which is mostly empty except for my ex-boyfriend. He brings in a staff and asks her to point out which locker was Tupac’s. Apparently, Tupac had used one of these lockers & it was locked up so no one would use it but people took its picture and posted on social media and went to see it, like a shrine.

So she shows him which one and it’s close to the locker my ex had been using and I thought that was interesting. The staff opens it up and what I find on the other side is that there are no individual lockers at all – it’s just a wall of locker doors and then on the other side is just one big long shelf with no dividers and it extends really far into the wall. There’s garbage in there as though someone went in there to snack. It was like a cubby. There were a bunch of ice cream cones and a raccoon.

Then the staff leaves. We leave. We go back to the house. My friend tells me she likes what I’m wearing and I tell her I like her apartment. We turn on the music and dance.

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Clothing, Daughter, Fire, Gun, No Clothes, Shopping Mall

My Dream About Starting a Fire in a Mall

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11 February 2018

I am at a mall, with my daughter, and we are holding a powerful canon, pointing it down a long alleyway, not unlike a bowling ally. We release the canon but something has gone wrong and when it’s halfway down the alleyway it bursts into flames. I watch for a moment to see if it’s possible to put out the fire but it’s not and we turn to run away.

It’s then that I notice we are naked and before going outside we need to put clothes on. We had been changing clothes to get ready for something that was coming up when the fire started.

We quickly find a store with clothes our size and put them on. The store owners are scrambling to get out and it’s no time to be able to pay for the clothing so I make a mental note of the store name so I can return and pay for it.

We get out of the mall without being hurt as does everyone else.

There is another dream scenario too … something about my loading a trailer, getting the right things on and off of it, but the details are not clear.

That was my dream.

Clothing, Death & Dying, Grief, Personal Growth

My Dream of Getting Confused & Grieving Over the Loss of a Loved One

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December 20, 2017

In the dream, I bought a bunch of winter clothes for Gracie & I, winter jackets, boots, snow pants for us to go skiing and snowboarding in. But then, a couple days later, in the dream I returned to the store with all the things in the cart and I entered through the exit door. When I saw people standing in line suddenly I realized what was happening and I tried to turn around but someone thought I was stealing and so a security guard came out with me. I stopped just outside the door in the exit area and started looking for the receipts, telling her what happened. Because I didn’t think she believed me, and she thought I was stealing, I was having a hard time speaking.

Then I just burst into tears. I told her my Mama G is dying and it’s making me not think straight and once I started crying I just couldn’t stop and it felt good to just cry and cry and cry. I put my hands over my face because I was embarrassed but I couldn’t stop the flood of tears.

I handed her the receipt from the purchase days ago and she read it and understood. She softened her tone with me and I just cried and cried and cried.

Auditorium, Car, Clothing, Fear, Kidnapping, Mind Control, Negative Figure, Physical Pain/Discomfort, School, Solving a Mystery, Supernatural, Torture

Dream: Stalked, Drugged & Kidnapped by CIA gang

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08 May 2017

I am watching a Coldplay concert, which if it were real life would be one of the highlights of my life for sure, and when I step out for a moment to the main lobby I check my keys and find the long metal part of the key is melting. It’s just softening and becoming bendy. I toy with it a bit and then it hardens again. But when I return to the auditorium it melts again. I realize it’s the heat of the room which is making it melt.

I go back to the lobby to cool it down. Now parts of the key have disassembled. I return to be seated with the audience and am working on fixing the key. I’m thinking about how if I don’t fix it I do not have a spare one to go home with and I’ll be stuck in this city with my friend who I carpooled with.

Then the key shaft breaks off entirely from the base. It really freaks me out but as I play with it more I think I can keep it together long enough to put it in my car. So I tell my friend I’ll meet her out there.

I go out and insert the key. It turns the car on but then parts of the car are not working and its riding down the street. I pass by a school yard and see people falling, teachers are falling to the ground. I wonder if I should stop and help or keep going. Even if I wanted to stop I’m not sure the car would. I decide to stop and just check it out.

But as soon as I do a street-clothed CIA operative grabs me from the car, covers my head, and brings me into a locked room. I tell myself that even if they drug me, that my mind is stronger than their drug, and in fact it’s true. Three or four men enter and do something to me which disorients me for a moment but I quickly gain control. I realize I’m naked and I locate my shirt and put on pants which are far too big but at least they are pants.

The guard on the outside of the door sees me and comments and I try to speak but find I can’t. It’s the effect of the drug so I just murmur the words and it appears he is like-minded and understands and is trying to help.

I get back into the bed to try to relax and try to make it look like their drug has been successful but then the three return. One puts a pillow over my head and one holds my feet down and one puts a needle into my left thigh. I feel the long needle deep into my muscle and I feel the effect of the drug buzz through my body. Suddenly I feel like I”m on a roller coaster ride and am zooming around.

But then I take control of my mind again, bring my awareness back to my body and realize they are still there in the room. I don’t move. They think I am unconscious but I am listening to what they are planning next.

Then I wake up.

The analysis for this dream will be posted at another time.

Clothing, Daily Dream Diary, Embarrassment, Livingroom, Sex and Sexuality, Taekwondo, Walking, Water

Dream: Naked, Taekwondo, Unfortunate Friends’ Situation

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07 February 2017

In the dream, I am in an apartment complex which it seems I am the superintendent for. A friend’s 6-member family has had to move out of their million-dollar home an into a 2 bedroom apartment. I am trying to welcome them and they are trying to be positive but I can see they won’t even last two days in this place but they have no where else to go. I don’t know what to do to help them.

Later I’m walking and I get to this fenced in area. It’s a sauna or a garden of sorts. When I get inside I’m ready to go for a dip but some people come around. They notice I am naked and comment. I realize I should have a bathing suit on to go in the water but I left my clothes at home. Someone gives me a towel and I use it to cover myself but one guy keeps eyeing me so after I tell him to stop I just punch him in the eye. It stuns him and when he opens he looks at me and I say, “Did I forget to mention I train in Taekwondo?” I notice that his eye is bruising and I didn’t mean to hurt him that badly.

The people who live there like what I did and exchange numbers with me and say they want to get together again sometime. I start planning how to get back to my clothes.