What did you dream last night?

Last night I dreamed some one was yelling at me - He was yelling really loud. I don't remember who was yelling at me or why, but it was so loud, it woke me up!

Really I woke confused there was no one in the room standing and screaming bloody murder at me.

I dreamed I was in a supermarket in St.Louis Missouri, which is strange since I've only passed throught St.Louis a few handfuls of times when on a Greyhound, never went to a store there. It was a huge store, the meat department ran at least 2,000 feet. I felt very short and was staring at the prices. In my head I formulated the idea that I might be able to afford living there, while I stared at all the meat, I saw a man nearby. In his sixties, maybe even seventy, I saw shapes of other shoppers but they didn't have faces. I turned and saw aisles and aisles ahead and then at the left there were even more aisles, I returned to staring at the meat. There was a large package with a price tag $7 and change, then I was by the airport, then I woke up.


Maybe tonight I'll visit omaha.

Meat and old man - definately some sick twisted sexual fantasy.

I dreamed that I'd started smoking again. I felt a little bad about it.

That happened to me for years after I quit.

Mine was weird and I semi remembered it afterward -

I was at the corner of what is now Abbot Kinney and Coeur d'Alene and walking, threshing through the air into the neighborhood, which was not the same as I remember it. (It isn't in reality either, but weirder in the dream.)

I spend some time several blocks away, more toward the beach in some desolate area (no desolate areas of that description in reality, unless you call the canals desolate in the old days and we didn't), and got back to the street and approached a bunch of houses. One was very charming, not my old house though, and I went in and saw my ex in the back, probably the kitchen. But in the meantime a young girl came along the far sidewalk doing something odd. A lot of hours later now, I forget what, but she was somewhat ominous, not re (our) place, but the schoolyard. Then Nancy stopped by as we needed to go to the bakery. I was apparently making dinner for several, including an a2k person, which makes me chuckle now, and needed just the right rolls from the bakery (Nancy is a real life food maven). So I hopped in her car, which in my mem of the dream was very small. In real life, I don't remember her ever having a large car. We got near the bakery but she couldn't park, that is, she was tool at parking. (she's a fine driver).
We rushed back with the buns and the house was gone and I was wandering through the streets to the north by myself when I woke up.


This might be the only dream I remember as having any resonance at all, in that both of us lost that house that didn't look like that.

littlek, it's been almost ten years since I quit. But I still want one. For years afterwards I didn't but the last couple of years I have. But, wanting and actually doing are two very different things.

I miss eoe.

I dreamed that my sister's new baby granddaughter was not gaining weight or thriving. There was immense worry that she was very small and fragile. I came to visit and held her and she was very small and bird-like. I gave her a bottle of formula which she promptly vomited. I then gave her a bath. At that point, I wasn't aware of what what happening for a few moments, and when the dream resumed, I realized that baby was gone, somewhere in the bath water. I scooped through the water frantically, trying to fish her out, but all I came up with was her little pink gown.

I told a friend about this dream and he said it was not about my sister or her baby granddaughter at all, but about my frustrated nurturing and maternal instincts now that my children are older.
In other words, he said, I feel that I have lost, and am missing, my babies.

I think he's right.

My late cat (deceased since 2002) was playing around with perfectly shaped round shaped M&M candies (plain, not peanut or almond)I wondered if it was safe and worried he might eat one. As this happened I paced up and down the steeply inclined linoleum covered floor which had the same yellowish hue and the same pattern as the kitchen floor of the apartment when I was in second grade.

Outside the window, the street was congested with noiseless traffic along upper Broadway (around 135th). I wondered what was happening in the store beneath me as the cat swatted the M&Ms around the floor watching them roll. It was a dreary looking day outside even though the sun seemed to be shining. I looked at the linoleum flooring and
thought of Edna and wondered if her hair was still black. The cat kept playing. I wondered why there was a bear wandering in the kitchen, noticed the M&Ms were mostly blue, red and brown with a few orange and yellow but no green. I didn't hear it but knew the doorbell had rung and I ignored it. The entire dream was silent. I can only recall a handful of dreams which had ever sound.

I woke up about then.

Strange dream.

I was supposed to fly to Prague. Only for a conference or a meeting. I really didn't want to. I ran into some friends in the airport and we were chatting up in a cafeteria. I looked at the watch, realized that the plane should leave in five minutes. Oh, I'm sure the gate's closed, I told them. No reason to even try. No no, they assured me, this flight is delayed. So I dragged myself to the gate and sure enough, was still open. I came on board and noticed I am missing a shoe. I thought I may have left it at the cafeteria. I put my bags down and walked out to get it... secretely hoping the plane would get off any minute without me. It wasn't in the cafeteria. I decided to retrace my steps all the way home. I found all sorts of shoes on the way - sandals, heels, flip flops, mocassins, but not my shoe. I still don't know whether I made it on that plane or not...but I was happy to wake up and realize I don't have to fly to Prague.

Whereas I'd love to fly to Prague.

All those shoes are a bit off-putting though!

i do have two big conferences coming up...and haven't started preparing. but as you see, i'm able to procrastinate even while dreaming. instead of hunkering down to work, i create a shoe hunt.

Now, THAT'S talent!

Another lost baby dream. Weird...but in this dream I was walking through a flea market pulling one of those red wagons that all kids used to have. In the wagon was someone else's baby sleeping and comfortable in a bed I'd made with blankets and a pillow.
In the dream I was taking care of the baby for someone- that was part of the dream; I knew the baby wasn't mine, but I can't think of whose it was now- although I knew whose it was in the dream.
Anyway, at one point, walking through this crowd of people I turned around and there was a toddler sitting up in the wagon where the baby had been and the baby was gone.
I wasn't surprised or upset in the dream; I just sort of laughed and said to my companion walking with me - I can't remember who he was- 'Wow - where'd this toddler come from and what happened to the baby?!

I also had a dream that someone I knew had a black eye- again - I can't remember who it was, just that I knew this person and I wasn't particularly surprised, but I DID notice that they had a rather severe and painful looking black eye..

I remember one bit out of last night's lurid dreaming where I was using a heavy iron bar to try to dislodge a large metal container, an empty one, from a position high up on a wall to which it was securely fastened.

Whether the vessel was a symbolic representation of American members of A2K I don't know

Well, yeah - that'd be the most boring and predictable interpretation by a non-American- or sorry - non USIAN member of this forum.


Could have represented your skull - high up (you're tall right?) and securely fastened - empty...ha, ha, ha....just kidding.

Last night I dreamed that I was in a car with a man and his son who were giving me a ride and we started talking and I was so distracted that I realized too late that we'd passed the point where I should have asked him to stop the car and drop me off, and in the dream I was concerned and reluctant to ask him to turn around and take me back, so I just decided I'd go with them wherever they were going and take a train back to where I needed to go.
We were having a really fun discussion and suddenly we were on a train all travelling together. I was standing next to the man and the boy looking out the window of the train at a beautiful winter scene, snow and a frozen lake at twilight - people ice-skating and standing around warming their hands over one of those metal bins with a fire inside it. Then we were passing a stone circle - not Stonehenge or Avebury, but one I had never seen before and didn't recognize.
Then the dream just ended, or I don't remember the rest but I woke up feeling very hopeful and peaceful.

One of the senior managers annouced sth I hadn't expected.
When the person came closer to the row of seats where I sat, I said: I feel discomfortable and need to rest. The person nodded.
I began to climbe stairs. I needed to go to the 5th floor. The stair steps were hollow among each other. I could see the ground while climbing. I was in fear of falling down and gradually began to feel exhaused and wanted to stop during the middle, but only to find myself eqully fearful to go downstairs.

Last night I dreamed that I was crocheting a baby blanket and somehow two threads of yarn had been cut, so somehow I was supposed to crochet another matching piece and attach two loose threads to the ones that were loose in the original piece so that the attachment looked seamless.