What are your dreams like?

[MintJulie]

I have recurring nightmares about examinations and commutes.

I dream of being late, or unprepared, for college exams. Likewise of getting lost on a commute to work. Not being able to make train transfers, not knowing where I'm going, being late for work.

Neither of the above ever happened to me in real life, yet the residual stress remains.

Long-lost friends appear maybe once or twice a year, and when they do, I wake up with a smile on my face.

Yea, H. All the things I get anxious about in real life transfers to my dreams.  Being late. Getting lost. Can't find paperwork.  And nothing beats dreaming about my loved ones I lost, which I haven't done in some tome.

[Pornhubby]

I dreamed I was on a cruise, and walking down a hallway. A cabin door was open and I could see my junior high crush in the bed, wearing an orange negligée. Her right nipple was exposed. She invited me inside, and yada-yada-yada we made love.

I haven’t seen Barbara Jean in 50 years. Don’t think I have heard her name spoken in that time. But somewhere in a little crinkle of my big brain was this data, randomly accessed while I slept. Weird.

[Writers Bloque]

Recently my dreams return to the ones in my prepubescent days, my wife, as she was when we were in the 4th grade. This dream freaked me out, because in it, it was her, and the other girls in the class was about to be made dinner by a giant vampire people eating monster. I was small in this dream, and there was not much else I could do as he was trying to get his meat grinder to work. I seen my gf and the others covered in spices and eggs and something told me to float. So I floated. And he became aware of me floating on his wooden floor, he became disgusted and tried to smoosh me with his foot. Didnt work, cause instead of just floating, I was locked in place, and he fell over tripping on me. I grabbed the bowl with some weird strength and carried the bowl out of the things house, and promptly fell into the bushes where we all escaped, and in the words of Hobbs, I got smooches. Weird, huh?

[Shiela_M]

What a hero!! LoL. That is a very bizarre dream. How I dont feel so weird about mine being about me being a slide champion. You know this huge slides they have at amusement parks. Usually given a burlap sack to sit on. This one had wooden cars you race down with. You dont sit on them, but you just somehow control it. I was undefeated until I got cocky and tried a very small/short race. My car went too far and I lost. Tue challenge was getting there the fastest without going beyond the line. I was arrogant and thought I couldnt lose. I got to the end first but went beyond the line and lost.

I don't remember what happened next except I was sitting between to guys on a bench in a waiting room. It has the feel of something sexual, but if it had gone there, I probably would have remember that.

[Writers Bloque]

What a hero!! LoL. That is a very bizarre dream. How I dont feel so weird about mine being about me being a slide champion. You know this huge slides they have at amusement parks. Usually given a burlap sack to sit on. This one had wooden cars you race down with. You dont sit on them, but you just somehow control it. I was undefeated until I got cocky and tried a very small/short race. My car went too far and I lost. Tue challenge was getting there the fastest without going beyond the line. I was arrogant and thought I couldnt lose. I got to the end first but went beyond the line and lost.

I don't remember what happened next except I was sitting between to guys on a bench in a waiting room. It has the feel of something sexual, but if it had gone there, I probably would have remember that.

Yours isn't weird, flipping through a book on dream meanings, it says you are always striving to be the best at something, but losing means you have more room to grow. Mine did have a twinge of sexuality, because I was crushing hard on my wife/gf at the time. A therapist I talked to told me that the monster was the threat of puberty, and him wanting to turn the girls into hamburger meant that I was getting that urge that comes with puberty, but it was scary and confusing.

[Shiela_M]

It was about a gardening competition. It started with me having to compete to win a position within the competition. Had to organize a bunch of random items in an order in which they would be easiest find, but ironically, I could not find where the items were. I wondered a random parking lot asking people if they knew where these items were. I actually got lost in theboarking lot for a bit because it made no sense in which way the parking spots went.

I ended up giving up, and went to go tell the people I wouldnt be able to participate. They told me I could still compete, but in the last group of people.

The ones who did the best in the organization thing got to pick out there landscaping items first. There were shelves of flower pots, stones, elevated gardens, and anything they would need to make the best looking garden.

Being in the last group meant we got last pick of whatever was left over. It was all crap. If we didnt want that, they gave us a list of businesses that were donating used items to the competition. We had to go around and find what we could from them. Somehow I was the only person to realize that Home Depot was on the list. I figured I could go there and get items that didnt sell.

Next thing I know I'm in the garden center of home depot looking for these items, and I asked a very attractive young man if he new where they were. He started walking me back to where they were, and said I could take new stuff if I just gave home a kiss. Seeing as he was very good looking, I saw it as a win/win.

He was quite a good kisser, and just like that we are both naked. He left me standing for a but as he went around and started laying out strips of sod to lay in. He got a few pieces played out, and home depot melted away into a huge park with the softer grass. We would switch between who was on top. I wanted the cool, soft grass on my back, but I also want to be on top. It ended with me tucked into a shallow crevice in the ground and him having an orgasm all over me. My belly and chest was covered with it.

He stood over me staring down with a gorgeous smile, and then I was suddenly in a panic about the competition, and woke up.

I went to the bathroom and gave myself the O that I didnt get in the dream.

[MintJulie]

I had a dream about the cottage. I dreamt that I woke up, I was naked. Put on a robe and walked out to the kitchen. Dan handed me fresh coffee.  I told him I was going down to the dock to sit and watch the sunrise. There were two guys on our dock fishing.  I asked what they were doing there. The one man said, "we are ship wrecked" and pointed to his boat that had a smoking engine. The men started laughing uncontrollably. I felt them staring at me and realized a breast was visible. I covered myself up. One man turned away and began peeing in the water. I told him that was gross,  as I was trying to look at his penis. He noticed and turned toward me. He told me to take off my robe to show me my tits and pussy to him. I told him to fuck off. Then he had an erection.  Dan yelled as he came down from the cottage.  The men jumped in the boat and drove away.

Another dream. Dan bought a puppy from a guy on the street. I was so mad. He knows I have allergies. He was giving me some bs about the dog dander heightening my senses. My smell will be better, my tastes, my vision. The dog wouldn't leave me alone and I started having a sneezing fit. 

[purpleshoes]

Those two dreams form quite the dichotomy. I hope you didn't chastise Dan for giving you the puppy when you woke up. My wife chewed me out once for something I only did in a dream she had. I apologized and she was mollified. 🤷‍♂️

[MintJulie]

I think I need to stop eating right before going to bed.  A few pita chips and hummus.
The medication they have me on effects my dreams also.

[Writers Bloque]

lately I have been dreaming that I was trapped in an erotic game show, where women hunt me down, as I possessed "Maximum Virility" and I was sold out by a friend I have not seen in years. It was like The Running Man, but instead of killing me, they violently assaulted me sexually, like all manners of women were hunting me to knock them up. They had my wife in a cage above the arena, forced to watch me try not to be abused. I was doing well, until they had me cornered. But before they set upon me, something snapped, and they became terrified of the look in my eye. I said "I am not trapped in here with you, but you are locked in with me." Lets just say I laid them out and made it to the exit to get my prize of a million dollars.

I feel really bad about it, as I am not that violent or sexual ragey. Told my wife and she said:

"So you think I would sit still and watch you get hunted like that?"

I meekly replied "no."

My wife sometimes scares me.

[Pornhubby]

The medication they have me on effects my dreams also.

The anti-convulsants that I take are designed to slow my brain down. But for some reason, when I sleep, they actually speed my dreams up. I dream all night, in vivid rapid action sequence. Often the same scenario over and over again, like a broken record. Sometimes I wake up with a headache, because I’ve been “thinking“ all night long. I really need to see a doctor about changing medications.

[Mike3854]

I have many dreams where I can fly. Not in a plane, but me actually flying   
I also have many fishing dreams. I fish a lot. My favorite retirement activity.
Occasionally a hunting dream. I like to hunt pheasant. But haven't been in a few years. Need to do that again next year.
No sex dreams. I recall only having one once in my lifetime, with Winona Ryder many years ago.

[Shiela_M]

I fell asleep with the TV quite loud, and it suddenly started playing religious things. So during my dream, random people would stand up and start preaching. I was taking part in some sort of track and field competition, but every time an even would end, somebody I knew would stand up and start preaching. Never once found it odd they all had the same voice. I started protesting that I didn't want to hear that crap, and one guy I served overseas with stood up and started arguing with me about denying religion for others. The bizarre part about that was that he is Blackfoot native, and very dedicated to the old ways of his tribe, meaning he is as far from christain as I am.

Anyways, we ended up heading towards this enormous warehouse where concerts were going to be held, and as i walked in, every stage had a guy on it preaching. I got so angry, it actually woke me up. I not only turned off the TV, I unplugged it.

My next dream was not as clear, I just remember my.clothes being dirty, and I was trying to buy new ones, but no store wanted me inside.