Any interesting dreams?

I dreamt about vampires who were poets, meeting them at the site of an air crash. There was something about how we all had to be inside before the vampires descended and some people recklessly stayed out and started battling with them. I am not normally obsessed with blood sucking monsters in my waking hours 🤨

I've had quite a few vivid dreams lately but they've faded before I've been able to get anything down. This thread helps me remember some of the ones I have been able to record my thoughts on, they come back clearly when I read my descriptions - that happens with my old dream journal even for dreams that are 20 years ago, funny how just the simple writing of them fixes them in the memory somehow.

I dreamed that I taught my cat how to say Hello.

Had some very strange dreams. I was staying at a hotel in some non existent place and went to the theatre. One of the actors from League of Gentlemen (Uk comedy one) was on stage and I was in the front row. Someone next to me spat at the character and he said something like "oh you want some do you?" and then regurgitated some stomach acid and spat it at the person, just missing me. Then I was back at the hotel drinking late in the evening and next minute I was in a van, my parents and I were running a shop and had to decide which batch of muffins to buy wholesale. Then there was someone leaving in this strange science fiction car. Then I was in a garden looking at walls and asking my dad for advice. All very disjointed and without much sleep really.

I was in an apartment or dorm block of some kind, and was wanted by some special agents who were AI agents. They came to the door and I managed to BS them about some rule that I had an hour to get ready before they could interview me. They reluctantly went away, then I escaped from the room and wandered around all these corridors. At first it was like a hospital, I wandered into a toilet block and tried to fill a plastic bottle with water, but i could only get hot water out of the tap. This old guy shuffled in and started cursing at me. So I ran out and wound round more corridors, I was now in some kind of school, I ran into a corridor and saw a kid drinking from a fountain on the wall, so I used that to fill my bottle. Then I asked my AI to display and read the contract the AI agents had given me, there were 4 layers. The first was fairly straightforward, but by the forth it was clear they were trying to trick me into confessing and becoming part of their wicked plot.

The last thing I remember was some rule that people could not be interviewed before 8.15am, and we had video evidence that they had broken the rule as there was a clear video showing me being interviewed before that time- which invalidated all their claims against me.

There was more but it's disappeared into the mists of sleep. At least there was some sleep!

Some weird dreams. I was in a care home and my mother was next door. I tried to go and see her at one point but the door was locked and it was late, so it seems she had gone to bed. This is despite the fact she is dead and was dead in the dream (somehow). There was also a colleague in my dorm room. I was missing a leg, the colleague appeared to be missing both of theirs. At one point there was a care assistant dressed as an SS officer who was also a security guard who said he could get us any drugs. At another point I was going to the bus stop, thinking how easy it was to walk with my false leg, but how weird it was not to feel my foot. I was for some reason carrying a fridge with me. At the bus stop there were lots of people and one of them had a fridge as well. The last thing I remember is that my colleague was getting alcohol sneaked in and had some the night before. He had used a disposable urinal made of plastic which showed the dark urine he had produced, and inside the urine was some kind of worm with hiccups saying it was so small that alcohol content was very nice and was giving it a buzz.

Weird.

Last night I had a dream that I had been ordered to complete some kind of substance abuse treatment, like an intensive outpatient program or something. Kristen Kish from Top Chef was one of the therapists. I tried to tell her and the others that I didn't need to be there because I did not, and had never had any substance abuse issues. But nobody listened and they all just got frustrated with me.

In the dream, I was riding in a public bus. As it began to leave town I was startled by the realisation of not having my daypack next to me on the seat. Then I panicked, as I remembered it held the last of my possessions, ID, money, hacket, etc. A few people noticed, and told me they'd seen someone take it, go through it and then toss it out to the side of the road.

If by interesting we can also say utterly frightening, then yes.

I woke up a little while ago at 4:30 am from a crazy dream. First, my husband whom I'm separated from was there and I started asking him if he'd ever cheated on me. He kept saying no and I was hesitant to believe him. Then I asked if he ever lied to me about something drug-related and he said no, and then I knew for a fact he was lying and kept trying to get the truth out of him and getting angrier by the minute. Then all of a sudden we were in school together in the hallway walking to class (we never went to school together, by the way) and some girl interrupts us talking by coming over to ask him a question. And I was seething at the time so I instantly grab her and lift her up, throwing her down on the ground and screaming "Do you not see that we're having a conversation??" And she just stares at me wide-eyed, half sitting up on the ground. I would never do that in real life. I'm NOT typically violent. And I remember I regretted it after the fact even in my dream. Then inside the classroom, I suddenly look over at the same girl, and her hair is on fire! So I grab the first thing I see, a folded newspaper, and try to put it out by swatting it at her hair. Yeah, I know, newspaper plus fire...probably not such a good idea. And then once I start freaking out like that, the rest of the class is laughing. And I said, "Is no one else seeing this???" And they said no...they didn't. So I stopped and asked if I was hallucinating and they all gave a me a look like, "Seems that way, doesn't it?". So I start walking away and I look down at my own self and then suddenly I see a flame starting on my own shoulder and then I knew for a fact I was hallucinating. Then the scene changes and I'm at the doctor with my mom because I obviously can't tell what's even going on around me and I've been tearing my own hair out from stress, and the doctor looks at me and says, "What have you done to yourself?" And all the staff spoke Ukrainian so maybe we weren't in America. They're not too well-versed on mental illness over there and so he never even gave me anything for the hallucinations before we walked out. But meanwhile, I'm sitting there confused and forgetting what I even did 2 seconds ago, mistaking other patients for doctors and doctors for patients. I had no idea what I was seeing or what was real at that point. So anyway we leave the doctor's office without any medication and realize that some people broke into my mom's car. And they were standing there waiting for us to come out. And this is the really messed up part, but they were some kind of sexual traffickers and they take me away somewhere while i can barely even tell what's going on and still hallucinating. Yet apparently I understood enough to try to escape twice. My mom was no longer anywhere to be found and suddenly I'm running away and being shot at. Then they caught me again and basically the dream ended there.

I had a dream that was very stressful. I was working with some kind of emergency physician and a few other people, and we were trying to basically bring someone back to life. He wasn't breathing. The doctor was doing all these complicated procedures and the rest of us were just helping out in whatever little ways we could. I had to just stand there and hold some bag up completely still. I couldn't see what the doctor was doing and had no idea what was going on, but the guy eventually started breathing again and sat up and was gasping so loud. But the doctor still had a lot more work to do and I still wasn't sure what we were actually doing.

I've had some vivid ones recently when I've managed to drift into REM sleep. The other night I dreamt I was trying to access some buildings but for some reason they were shut off and I had to climb a sheer face wall, then I was in some kind of shopping centre and then I got the news my mother had died. Also someone offered me a box of pills of some kind then hid it in a cupboard.

This night just gone, I dreamt I was in some kind of computer game and had to kill 16 monsters/zombies using my controller. Except they were kind of real and I was using an xbox controller to actually fire real weapons at them. Managed to get them all. Next minute I was on some kind of high street ingesting a hallucinogenic drug and everything turned into a weird carnival with merry go rounds and slides.

I dreamt I was back studying, went to an academic summer program. There was a prompt on the board to write an essay, but I couldn’t see it so I sat there for three hours doing nothing. Two childhood friends were there and were saying bad things about another friend of mine. Then there was somebody there wearing a crazy wig I saw on RuPaul‘s Drag Race.

I dreamed about decorating last night 🤷 Means I at least got some light REM sleep.

There was a lake that was mostly still unfrozen, but had islands of snow-covered ice. There were two white owls on one of the islands. The owls had four babies in a tree by the lake. An animal came and was trying to eat the babies, but the owls distracted it.

Then the babies flew to the island of snow-covered ice, and the owls were so happy that their babies were safe, they danced.

Had some very weird and vivid dreams but they faded fast. In one I was visiting the past in some way. In another I was teleporting from place to place, I was in a car and someone was trying to get at me, I shot at them with a popgun which was ineffective. The most vivid memory was then teleporting to the sea, the coast was miles off and the tide was going in the wrong direction. There was a young boy treading water with me and it seemed like we were both going to drown, which didn't seem too bad. Very apt for my current situation!

I had a dream that they developed a blood test for depression. The results were reported as a value less than 1, and closer to 1 means more depression (or at least more certainty that depression is present). Then the nurses at my work started doing blood tests on everyone, and senior leadership decided that we weren't allowed to admit anyone to our crisis program unless their depression blood level was at least 0.7, even if they were seeking help for a different problem and not depression.

I usually have nightmares. Am fortunate that I don't remember them for long.

I had some weird and vivid dreams. Extremely vivid, but the more vivid they are the more they seem to fade more quickly.

I do remember on particular one, I had a huge palm tree growing in my garden and was trying to work out if I could safely chop it down without it falling on a neighbouring house. While measuring I managed to snap the tree and it slowly fell over to rest on the fence. Next minute I was staring at a clean sawn stump inside quite a big hole. I thought I might as well let it grow again rather than kill the stump, and I jumped down into the hole to take a look. I then suddenly realised I was stuck in the hole and kept trying to climb out but there were no footholds and the soil was this light crumbly sand that I couldn't get any purchase on. Seems pretty obvious what this one means! I have dug myself a hole and feel stuck in it!

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Maybe the tree will grow and lift you out of the hole!

This was a pretty vivid and weird one. There was some kind of enemy city down the road, in some kind of post apocalyptic setting. I was on a long road and could see Buenos Aires in the distance, but they were like Romans and were planning to invade. There was nobody around it was a desolate scene. Suddenly this black Trans-am came belting down the road, I waved and waved and it just passed, then eventually stopped and the guy got out. Then he got back in and it burst into flames. I had to pull the guy out. Next minute I had gone back in time and was in a cosmetic shop, writing a shopping list of cosmetics that could be used to fight the approaching enemy, but I said to my assistant, the future you has come back to do this which means the future you will never be, and you will never know. I woke up before the invasion began so don't know how these magic cosmetics would have saved the day.

My memory of dreams usually fades completely within a few minutes after I wake up. Last night, I had one very short dream and a couple of micro dreams -

The short one was about a small army of a foreign country that was invading my local area. They were set up at one end of a huge field. There was a mixed force of military people and local volunteers that were to fight them. I wanted to participate, but didn't have a specific piece of equipment that I wanted. A woman said she knew a truck driver that would know where to get it. Then we were in his truck, he said that it would cost $2000. She told him that I didn't have any money, and I remember having the thought that he would try to get it for me anyway. He adjusted the knobs on his radio, and the dream ended.

I don't understand the military theme, but a shorter dream had some similarities.
There had been some type of battle, and the victors had built a small stage in a field. Everyone was dressed as ancient Roman soldiers, except for a woman who was dressed as a Southern belle. The victorious captains laid down in a row on the stage, as if they were at attention. As the victors, they were allowed to be sacrificed. I watched as it happened to the first one. The woman tried to hide, but she was found and also sacrificed.

An even shorter dream took place in the gym where I have my rehab. One of the therapists commented that I was always on time. I told him that I tried to always leave home early because I didn't like to be late.

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