So, last night, I dreamt of a strange neighborhood and a house belonging to someone I apparently knew.
In the backyard, full of mostly dead foliage, I saw, in quick succession 1, 2, 3 canaries dead on the ground. And 1 blue jay.
There was also a very kind Muslim woman who lived across the street, but I broke into her house looking for a trash bag (for the birds, IDK!!) and then I woke up.
I don't spend too much time on dream interpretation, because I rarely dream and don't ususally find they mean anything lasting, but do YOU ever dream crazy things?
What's the weirdest dream you can remember? Did it mean something at the time OR mean something else later?
Any theories on my dead birds?
tl;dr : Tuesday, you be so cray.
Re: What's the craziest dream you remember?
I still remember one from childhood where I fell off a boat and was pinched by hundreds of lobsters.
ETA for spelling and clarity.
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That one really upset me.
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I hope we have a resident dream expert around here!
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Do you believe that people can visit others in dreams? My dreams are usually vivid and never in a place where I currently reside. In this dream, a person who recently passed away (maybe a year or so before) came into my bedroom and just kind of sat there. We didn't talk, which doesn't surprise me since we didn't know each other THAT well. I was viewing it as if I was sitting on top of my headboard, so slightly above eye level, and I could see that I was sleeping. It feels sort of arrogant to assume he would visit me, but I've never dreamed about him before or since.
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I had a dream the other day that my boss (whose last day was the day before I dreamed this, so she was on my mind) that I loved was brutally murdered during a work meeting and everyone was crying. I actually started crying when I left work that day when she gave me a hug, so I was sad/having the pg hormones.
I used to have a recurring dream when I was a kid where I was a grown-up and lived in a blue townhouse and rode the subway. There was nothing spectacular about it, I would make coffee in the kitchen, then leave and walk to the train.
I always have falling dreams. Not big-time-falling like you guys, but falling like I'm walking down the sidewalk and trip over my own feet and fall flat on my face. It makes me jump in my sleep and wakes me up.
But as for reoccurring dreams...
Dreams of being chased and having to use elevators to escape happens a lot. Also the flying dreams. Though those two dreams often coincide. But my flying is more like floating. Standing up you let yourself fall backwards, and poof! You're up in the air.
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to."
"I don't much care where –"
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
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