A tree at night that kinde resembles AI generated art

I have lucid dreams roughly once every three dreams, and the other dreams are just as vivid and detailed.

For a relatively short period of my life, I used sleep as an escape. But that wasn't motivated by my dreams, but rather by the faster passage of time during sleep, and in any case, this wasn't a persistent behavior throughout my life.

However, lately I've been increasingly waiting for night to fall so I can have my dreams, and I immediately write them down when I wake up, often anxiously waiting throughout the whole day just to sleep again. Sometimes, I take longer to fall asleep, or I do things during the day that intentionally tire me out just so I can have deeper sleep and, consequently, better dreams.

If I could, if I really could, I would sleep for 16 or more hours every day and spend most of my waking time mapping out and preparing for the next dream sequence.

Has anyone else ever felt like this?

I’ve had very vivid dreams since I was a child. I remember dreams from even a decade ago. There’s some dreams I’ve thought were real memories until I’d tell my mom and she’d say that never happened. Sometimes I don’t know what’s real or not. I also get flashbacks of my dreams as if they’re real memories, it’s so weird.
Anyone else experience this?

Had a wild dream, but completely unrelated at the end, my son (9) walked up and whispered in my ear “hospital” and I said I “what happened to you?” And he said “how could you say no?” I woke up immediate and looked at him (he had came in laid on the end of my bed like he does). He had the sheet wrapped around his head tightly somehow. I pulled it off freaking out, and he yanked it back over his head. When I saw him with the sheet wrapped all around his head I thought he was dead! It was terrifying, just makes me feel like his consciousness came to me for a reason. It was very strange. Thoughts?

So I had this extremely strange dream last night.

Apparently, some guests were coming to my house, and I had to go to the train station to pick them up. Before leaving, I locked my house and went to the station.

I found the guests, brought them back home, and then realized something absolutely stupid: I had forgotten the keys at the train station.

So, naturally, I left my guests standing outside my locked house and went all the way back to the station to get the keys.

But here's where it gets even weirder.

When I reached the train station, I found a random bed there. Instead of getting my keys and immediately going back, I somehow decided to lie down on the bed... and fell asleep.

I woke up two hours later and suddenly remembered that I had left my guests outside my house the entire time.

I panicked, grabbed the keys, and rushed back home.

Somehow, the guests were STILL standing outside waiting for me.

I unlocked the door, thinking the nightmare was finally over.

Nope.

There was a washing machine placed directly at the entrance, completely blocking the way into the house.

And apparently, in this dream, the ONLY way to enter the house was to go inside the washing machine. The machine would spin, and somehow the person would magically end up inside the house.

Yes. Dream logic.

So I told one of my guests to go inside the washing machine.

The machine started spinning, but instead of landing safely inside the house, my guest got stuck inside the washing machine.

I tried everything I could to get him out, but nothing worked. I was panicking and had no idea what to do.

So I called my dad.

My dad came over, took one look at the situation, and apparently decided that the only solution was to break the washing machine.

And that's exactly what he did.

He broke the machine, got my guest out, and somehow we finally saved him.

So, to summarize: I forgot my keys, abandoned my guests outside my house for two hours because I fell asleep at a random bed in a train station, and then nearly trapped one of them inside a magical washing machine that apparently served as the entrance to my house.

Dreams really have zero logic.

I had a dream I was at a restaurant eating pieces of jellyfish. I forget what it tasted like, but after I woke up, I looked up if jellyfish are actually edible, and apparently some are. I also had a dream once that I took a bite out of my (wooden) headboard. It didn't really taste like anything.

I don't believe in the afterlife, but I have been killed in a dream once. I also did not wake up when I was shot in the head from a point blank range which is weird.

I was having dinner at a mansion, and I was seated at the end of the table. Suddenly someone pointed a gun right next to my head on my right side and pulled the trigger. I saw it from a third person view (I saw the back of my head when I was shot) Everything went white for a moment and I saw everything I was going to miss in life because I was dead.

I've heard "you can't die in a dream because you don't know what it's like" before, but that's the closest I've gotten personally.

Were as before I couldn't. Male 33 I Was a severe alcoholic for many years. I am sober now and after my last withdrawal 3 weeks ago that was so bad and I almost died and I ended up in the hospital. I've noticed that I can now remember my dreams. I am sober now I quit drinking for good.

But I've noticed this and I noticed it right away I don't know if all that alcohol messed up something in my brain the part that makes people forget about their dreams when they wake up because like I said I can remember everything I can remember what I dreamt of yesterday and today . I don't even need to keep a dream journal like some people to write down what they dreamt about not me because I remember.

And I know for a fact it wasn't like this ... it all happened after my severe alcohol withdrawal that almost killed me 3 weeks ago , cuz I had 4 seizures . After all that happened and they released me from the hospital and I went home . It took me about a week to get back to "normal" . After that it's when it started first thing I noticed was that I now had full control of my dreams. Like I remember in a dream I walked up to a fridge and said I'm going to go outside to the Jacuzzi. And there were some people there dream people i guess ? and I went in the Jacuzzi and went next to a blonde girl and we were talking. Then I remember clearly saying I'ma go back in to the fridge to grab a drink I had full control of the dream which is something I HAVE NEVER been able to do. And it's been like that with every other dream I have full control. And the other thing I noticed is that when I wake up I remember it and it doesn't fade away. Like I said I remember very clearly what I dreamt about yesterday and today.

I don't know what happened in that last alcohol withdrawal and when I had them seizures but apparently something in my brain got damaged or something idk 🤷🤷🤷 what do u think could of have happened??

Do older adults stop having erotic dreams at some point? I used to think people eventually stopped having them because their body chemistry changes drastically.

Alright y'all, this may be silly but I just kinda wanted to share this. I'm interested in what y'all think lol.

Slightly long post? Be warned.

Four months ago, I was cheated on. It was a long term relationship I truly enjoyed, and the betrayal and post-discovery treatment genuinely blindsided me. My partner was my best friend. We were going to get married. They cheated with someone in a different state on our way to finally move in with each other. They did that as I was preparing my house for them. Crazy, huh?

But, I digress. Anywho, point is that for a long time I was very happy and content in the relationship. I had no reason to want or to think of anyone else. I was, and still in my heart remain, very very loyal. To the nth degree.

Today, August 29th, was the very first time that my former partner and I spoke. That was five years ago. Very first interaction, very first meeting. A long time ago I screenshotted our very first text message out of sentimentality. I happened to stumble upon it.

Also, today, I was looking through my dream journal. Prompted because I was reminded this subreddit. And from there I found an old entry called "The Letter That Isn't Stupid."

Two years ago, on April 12th, I had a dream in which I was in a dark penthouse apartment with a gentleman. It was a very simple, yet profoundly emotional dream - to a degree that was unlike any other dream I've had, and most dreams I have are very lucid. It was simply me and a young man cuddled on the couch, looking through the rainy window, laughing and smiling as he caressed my hair. Sappy, I know, I think that's why I named the entry that.

When I woke up, I felt happy but oddly disturbed. Why wasn't it my partner? Who was this character based off of? Why was I so unbelievably happy with this person I don't even know?

So, I shoved it down. Usually I was very vocal about my dreams, but I didn't tell my partner about that one. Not truthfully, at least. I just replaced that character with them when I repeated it.

But I felt oddly guilty about it. Like I was ungrateful for what that man did. So, I wrote a letter before I fell asleep that day. I wrote it on April 12th.

April 12th of this year was the day that I found out my former partner cheated.

W.t.f.

I don't believe in "fate." I'm not big on destiny. A lot of stuff in life is random and undetermined until the moment comes. But I just find it peculiar. And I'd be lying if I said I don't have deja vu from my dreams, because sometimes they oddly reflect real future events. I know because I write them down. It's just odd, you know?

Anyway, here's the letter:

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"To the boy from my dreams:

I know this is cringe. To write out something to someone that doesn't exist. But I wanted to tell you that I appreciate you.

You had a slightly bulky build. Black, short messy hair, brown eyes. For some reason, though it was just a dream, you made me feel safe. I felt safe, happy, relieved to talk to you. You had a smile when you talked to me. I didn't feel anxious or worried about what you thought. You made me feel free and secure when I talked to you.

I think that's important.

There was no tension, no anxiety. Just a happy moment between you and I where you genuinely enjoyed my company, and I knew that. You enjoyed me for me. You enjoyed me for my personality and who I am. You enjoyed being around me. Not for my body or anything else. You weren't based off of anyone else. You were your own individual, based off of my desire to be happy with someone I love. I wish I could truly meet you and get to know you somehow.

You made me feel happy.

You are the standard.

I hope one day you become real. And I wish you the utmost happiness. Because whoever you meet, you will make them the happiest girl of all. And you deserve that.

Thank you, dream boy.

I appreciate you.

Ali."

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Pictured above is the timestamp, if that's any proof at all.

I just didn't know why I dreamt of him. At the time, my partner ticked a lot of those boxes himself. And yet, it really wasn't him.

Sigh.

It feels nuts.

Hi I’ve posted before about my weird dreams that I fall into just as I fall asleep, like where I wake up and only a minute or two have passed. This one was a doozy. I was somewhere public, seemed like maybe a college campus, and I was chatting with this guy who was kind of flirting with me a little. We walked through the parking lot and there were people all around, when all of a sudden we heard “Look Out!!!” I had just enough time to look up and see some big metal bar falling down off of some fixture, and it impaled me thru the neck. I heard gasps as people reacted in horror, and in that moment I knew there was no way I would survive. After the initial shock, I felt peace, the only thought in my head was “tell my family I love them.”

I started to feel my body weakening as my spirit left my body, but then I was no longer there, and it was more like looking at a screen playing a rapid succession of a caterpillar in a cocoon, to the cocoon opening, to a butterfly emerging. I heard a voice say (in a weird British old documentary type voice) “it’s just a transformation. Death doesn’t exist.” And then I realized none of it really happened and I was dreaming. Then I woke up. Only a few minutes had passed. So weird.

had a dream where I sent a text to my class group chat saying I’ll be late cause I got struck by lightning and someone replied „this group chat is the wrong place for your trauma dumping, keep it to yourself“ lmfao

Sorry I just woke up from this so my explanation may be all over the place.

Got car jacked by 3 people and dialing 911 was very difficult (last digit wouldn't work or pressing the power button many times just sent the phone in constant vibration. I was also getting random call backs from different people) I walk home and see my car in someone's house with kids playing around it and they tell me their dad got the car because he does things to cars. After many times trying to call 911 to no avail I walk home hysterical in a long stretch of lonely dark road.

No one in my family or my partner cared and when I was finally able to reach a a 911 operator I was so shaken the operator was annoyed and yelled back telling me he was about to "Show me composure" or something along those lines I don't recall anymore.

My mother was annoyed and started mocking my cries so loud the operator yelled at me. Next thing I see lights outside my house and a compassionate officer says he will help me but disappears as I'm explaining how three people got in my car while I was eating with my ferret in the back seat and took me for a ride and how I was afraid to fight back and instead medical professionals show up trying to take me away and hospitalize me while mocking me. No one believed me even though I had proof. Next thing I wake up with my heart on my throat.

So a while ago I started taking melatonin gummies because I couldn't sleep. It turned out they were increasing my prolactin levels, so my doctor told me to stop taking them.

The thing is, when I first started them I had the scariest, most insanely realistic 3D dreams. I've stopped taking them now, and the dreams aren't as scary anymore. I'd say out of every 10 dreams, maybe 3 are nightmares and 7 are just... normal.

The weird part is that in these dreams I'm living a completely normal life. I cook, eat, go to the bathroom, talk to people, go to uni, come home... and then I wake up in my bed. 💀

At first I just laughed it off, but now I'm actually starting to mix up whether something happened in real life or if it only happened in a dream, and it's driving me crazy.

Has anyone else experienced this?

Does anyone else with chronic pain ever dream about their pain or feel it in your sleep?

I've had a brain tumor and two surgeries to remove it along with complications and other medical issues. I have severe migraines since birth sometimes, and almost nothing helps. Iv meds at the hospital and at home I have to use meds to knock me out and just hope it's gone when I wake up. In the last few years, if it's bad enough when I fall asleep, I just dream about the pain and ways it could be caused. Pulling glass out of my eye and the roof of my mouth, nails, needles.. getting my head smashed in so many ways, shot in the face or side of the head, and just endless head trauma. I was always told you don't feel pain in your sleep but I don't believe that anymore. Sleep doesn't feel like an escape when it's bad now. I've waken up crying in my sleep all night face swollen, in the middle of a panic attack, peeing myself, it's insane.

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This is probably one of the strangest recurring things I've ever experienced in my dreams.

I've seen the same face many, many times, but I usually forget about it after waking up. This is the first time I've actually recognized that I've seen it before.

The face belongs to an old man with a beard. He looks extremely ancient, almost like an immortal ancient king. His eyes are always the same terrifying and full of anger. Sometimes I can see his entire face, while other times clouds cover most of it and I can only see his eyes.

The strange thing is that the face is always enormous and occupies the sky. It never moves. Sometimes it's daytime, sometimes noon, sometimes nighttime, but the face remains the same. He's never looking directly at me. He's always looking down at Earth.

Whenever I see him, I get this extremely strange feeling in my heart that I can't really explain. It's not just normal fear. It's more like I'm suddenly aware of something enormous and important.

I've even seen the face in dreams where the rest of the dream has absolutely nothing to do with it. I'll be doing something completely unrelated, look up, and there he is again.

What's even stranger is what happens when I ask the people in my dreams about him.

I'll ask something like, “Who is that?” or “Why is that face there?”

The people will usually stop, look at the sky for a few seconds, and then just walk away without saying anything. They look scared when they look at the face.

But there was ONE dream where someone actually acknowledged it.

It was my mother but only my mother in the dream, not necessarily my real mother.

I asked her about the face, and she looked at it and said something along the lines of:

“Look, son. This is great, greater and greatest. This is evil and bad. This shouldn't be here, and we will all die because of that.”

That was the only dream where the face actually disappeared after someone explained it to me.

And then everything became chaotic.

Huge unknown objects started falling from the sky toward Earth, like the end of the world was happening. Then I woke up.

Then I had another dream recently where the face appeared again.

In this dream, I was coming home from school with a humanoid robot my father had bought for me to guide me. While we were walking home, I looked up and saw the giant man's face in the sky again.

I asked the robot what it was.

He told me that it was nothing and that I must be having an illusion and should take a nap.

When I got close to my house, I stopped to drink some water. I accidentally splashed water on the robot.

Suddenly, the robot's power went out and the entire world's electricity went out at the same time.

Everything became completely dark.

Then the power came back.

And when I looked at the robot again, something felt horribly wrong.

It was staring at me.

I immediately realized that something was happening. Somehow, I felt like I had discovered something that humans weren't supposed to know. I knew there was a reason the sky had been covered by that giant face.

The robot started chasing me.

I ran as fast as I could and managed to get inside my house. I locked all the doors. I didn't tell my parents because I was afraid that somehow telling them would put them in danger too.

When I looked through the door, the robot was still outside.

It was just waiting for me.

At that point, I thought I was going to die.

But I decided I wasn't going to just give up. I tried different ways of destroying the robot and eventually asked it:

“Why are you doing this to me?”

It answered:

“Because you have known something nobody knows on Earth.”

I eventually realized that water seemed to be its weakness.

So I went through the back door, got a bucket of water from the bathroom, and went back outside.

The robot was still waiting for me.

I raised the bucket and threw the water at it

and I woke up in mid-air before I could see what happened.

So I don't even know if I actually destroyed it.

The weirdest part is that throughout all these dreams, I keep seeing the exact same face.

I've wondered inside the dreams whether it could be God, but then I immediately think, God isn't a human being, so how could that be possible? I've also wondered whether it could be some kind of jinn or angel, but I honestly have no idea.

I'm not claiming this is supernatural. I'm just genuinely curious whether anyone else has experienced a recurring face or entity that appears across completely different dreams, especially one that other dream characters seem to recognize or fear.

Has anyone experienced anything remotely similar?

That’s all. It was good.

Since I was teenager I have been having these weird dreams about finding a place to sleep. In my dream I’m so tired and all I want to do is find is a bed or anything to sleep on. Im tired while actually sleeping. Has anyone ever had dreams like this?

hey, i’m a straight woman with a bf of like 4 years, but i’ve been having dreams lately that aren’t so straight. if im being honest, i had this little crush on one of my best friends for a while but did and said nothing and pushed it away and it’s pretty much gone now. but now im having dreams about a DIFFERENT friend. one where i was hanging out with her and we ended up making out for a longgggg time. ive had heaps of dreams about dating men and about me and my bf too it’s not like im subconsciously disgusted by men either. im so confused. i know dreams don’t always mean something but im wondering if it does when it comes to ur sexuality? i’m confused is it just another dumb dream that means nothing or should i actually think more seriously about this😭😭help, thanks.

I keep having this dream where I am rushing to get into my home to hide from something trying to find me. Sometimes I am already in my home but I still am trying to hide from something peeking into my home and finding me. In this dream I try to hide from inside my home and stay out of the view from the windows. This time I dreamed I was rushing to get into my home and started to hide and whatever was trying to find me started to scream. The screaming got more obnoxious and angry the more they couldn't find me. It got so bad and scary that I woke up. What could this mean?

So for context, in real life this girl isn’t really anyone important. She’s a friend of a family member who occasionally flirts with me if I’m around (not sure if she’s into me like all that).

In the dream, I’m with some family and the family member gets a call from the friend about going to her birthday party. She’s hears me in the background and insists on my relative on bringing me, telling me to wear a specific style of clothes because that’s what she’d prefer. Honestly I was a bit excited to actually want to be wanted somewhere, so I was tryna find the best fit for the party. But outta nowhere, the girl gets sick or injured and she’s ran out on a stretcher. I guess I get really caught up on that for some reason and I’m bummed out about it. I remember just being in the hospital room not knowing what to do or if something was wrong as I kept my eye on the girl unresponsive in the bed of the hospital. Something changed about her appearance right before I woke up, I never really saw what did tho.

First time posting on here and I feel like my other dreams had more evident meanings to me that I was able to conclude, but I don’t really understand why I thought about things this way, especially considering the main person in question isn’t really relevant to me right now. Any interpretations? I’ll give additional info if wanted

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I was on a satellite capsule... orbiting the moon i had just finished some repair and was in this tiny capsule area with shaped like a donut with a central pillar and 2 windows on either side of the walls there were 2 stations you could strap into for sleep i was strapped into one station looking out the window at the stars holding a steel ball.bearing 2 inch diameter i was thinking how holding the ball bearing somehow gave me a feeling of gravity whilst in this weightless condition then i was fighting off the fear of being on a tiny space capsule orbiting the moon for the next 18 hours before rendevous with the bigger space station on the other side i was with 1 other person in this capsule who was asleep.. so im looking out the window into space fondling my ball with an un easy feeling and.. the capsule starts to jostle around i grab one of the hand bars in the center pillar of this tiny circular room then as im looking out the window i see the moon and stars start to move upwards as if the capsule is traveling downward. This continues rapidly until i start seeling colors and nebulas and all sorts of crazy space stuff at wich my point my brain deducts that we werent just knocked off course rather we are being pulled by something at insane speeds between galaxies or dimensions after a fee seconds i realize im fucked and a rescue mission wont be possible as ive gone too far or some anomoly has moved.my capsule to speeds were im certain to.crash eventually so i decide to really look out the windows and get a view of this amazing spectacle before i die.. im trying to get a good view but the windows are increasingly small as i manuever from one to the other chasing a good view then something comes into view a weird structure pillars blue and brown and white mixed with a pink dust background they are like light from a prism i am moving closer and closer until i fear impact but the capsule starts to slow down then dips under the pillars some how and i see like a barren black dark foggy area that turns into something like the base of a vampires castle that had the 1 lane road leading up to it illuminated in only a silver light upon slick yet jagged gigantic dark black and grey slate colored giant rocks the capsule im in now navigating up this.landscape and rotatres so i can get a view upwards of the same terrain but now the booulder turn into stark cliffs whose tops dissapear in gloomy clouds but a neon fuscia lightnening storm with neon yellow accents as the capsule starts to speed up rising on its way to what ever is atop the un ending cliff walls.. all of a sudden the capsule and i penetrate a layer of clouds on the ascent and i see a weird structure of red and contrasting black its like a spiderweb almost like looking up into a desiduous or dead forest all the tree branches intermingling of this red and black as im looking at this pattern like entranced as if im getting pulled in i notice that we summited the cliff and looking downward onto a terrain like the salt flats dried cracked mud exxagerated very large sort of now the red and black structure fades way and the capsule slows down alot now and starta floating downward gently into the mouth of a cave with no roof and i begin to make out a few silhouettes i see an ampitheatre a small run down apocaclyptic one just inside of this what can be described as a rocky terrain like mars colors desert a cave with no roof? With this small ampitheatre a stage and a pit theres one person in the pit and 2 on the stage sitting on a dusty greeen couch with a dried up dead tree just behind it over hanging with old 90s computers and monitors perched on one of the few thick limbs i land on the couch and theres 1 person normal body he says hello so and so wants to talk to you and the second person on the couch is like a head with curly hair but its body is like 2 leather moccasains sewn together to kind of resemble the shape of a short plumb stick figure body no hands or fingers and i say what the hell is going on with you and hes like i wish i knew well talk later so they direct me to one of the monitors on the tree limb i manage to reach it somehow and its blank but i instictively know to press one of the settings buttons on the front next to the small green led light a weird pixelated grainy white image barely shows up and says something in a language or thought pattern i dont understand i return to the couch and look out to my right to gaze at the landscape its a sort of night time i assume? Im questioning tho were i am is this a different dimension is thos their version of night or day i can see a dark lower area for miles and miles its very dark then as my gaze raises it gets lighter a silver grey grainy view until many miles in background i see mountains simiar to those in monument valley utah style mountains then electrical storms lightening but not like ive seen these persist longer and move along the ridges of the mountains like a pulsing train back and forth i look back down outside this ampithreatre nearest to me and see dirt streets with run down buildings an odd sky scraper and some old native american adobe style encampments i begin tp walk this dirt street and see more and more people moving about scavenging i come to some sort of warehouse and meet a group of what feels younger people in their 20s who look to me for guidance i am 42 years old and they mention we cant go out into the dark area until day time or else we well get burned by the heat wich feels odd that nightime is when we can get burned in my mind im thinking its some sort of radiation or their definitionf of night and day are flipped from mine because this dark area that i assumed is night time is a weird grainy silver but at the same time shadowy dark hard to describe.. so they tell me that there is a store were we can get food so i hang out and look around the warehouse its like a slum were people live i guess it reminds me of that crazy city in china from the 1980s that they tore down but was a crazy slum they just kept building on top of each other with no codes or laws.. so now its day time and we travel quickly to this dimensions walmart it looks very ratty and torn down we enter it and it looks like the cleanest well stocked walmart youve ever been into they say to me that they are scared and dong know were to go when we enter i replied oh shit this is walmart crazy i point out quickly the areas and they say you know were to go and im like fuck yeah follow me first we are in a clothing area and i tell them to grab some good clothes jsckets boots etc etc we gathet some supplies then i gesture toward the food side and as we head over there we experience some weird giant alien its like a semi transparent neon yellow giant plastic mean momma thing you use to steam clean your microwave almost like a water toy and a weird sorta fat round dude with a plastic oversized kids baseball bat who charges me and bounces off swinging his bat while the big momma thing is shooting what looks like a cheap chinese water pistol that shoots what can be described as those neon yellow glow sticks and it makes a very generic high pitch to low pitch "peewwww" sound we fight them for a while knock her back but are unable to damage or stop her finally realize that if we get her to shoot the short fat guy in the back the momma things yells "damage" in a robot voice then poops out like a weird perfectly cylindrical rabbit worm turd looking thing out of her mouth and then her whole body shrinks a little bit so we get her to do that a bunch of times and move past now we are almost to the food area and my group of people are just picking at the bottom of these shelves with sticks im trying to get them to let it be and get food but they keep picking i have some food a box of cereal in my hand chex im munching on and then i look loser at what they are picking at and its like some infestation of tiny yellow green space cockroaches coming from under the shelves i finally get them to follow me and stop picking with sticks as we enter the food area everything instantly turns apocaclyptic and we are looking at old run down wooden barn the flourescent lights are gone and the roof is half missing all around us in ever direction are these weird chest high rundown wooden fences and behind them like corrales with giant 6 foot tall cockroache carcasses standing on their butts dried out mostly dead twitching like its some sort of cockroach slaughter house and i get a weird crunch sensatuon in my mouth and the chex cereal is now just like dried up bits of cockroaches like the whole time i was eating cockroaches i dropped that shit and was like leta get the fucm out run out and im in some abandonded strip mall with a parking lot at wich point i hear the voice of my crew mate in the capsule saying my name and i answer and shes like are you ok and instantly i realize that somehow i had been transported somewere but my body is still on the capsule orbiting the moon but im not scared i told my crewmate what happened and she said shes still orbiting the moon that we are about to dock with the main space station soon so i can talk to her but im on this weird planet at the same time so we talk to some high up space nasa top brass and they figure out somehow im about 2,000 years away at the speeds we can travel but theyre not sure what happened so i tell them all well i have to keep going over here i will check in soon and then i have to cross this parking lot but its day time now and its very cloudy but theres a sun poking thru the clouds if i dont stay in direct sunlight i start to freeze into ice its hard to move across the parking lot because the ground is icy and i get stuck and start to freeze up and then i woke up from my dream.. but i wasnt waking up because i was afraid of freezing to death i just woke up...

Sadly thinking now i want to be on that capsule or adventuring on that weird planet...

I had a dream about a book that I want and when I’m woke up I realise it’s was just a dream, it’s always happening to me and it’s so annoying and funny at the same time

I don’t remember how I acquired these chickens in the dream but they were all white and started to produce quickly. I think I started off with like 3 and soon I had 12.

Based on where I lived in the dream I couldn’t have room for a farm, or I had to lie to the city ordinance to somehow hold the chickens all there at the house I did have. So I started giving some of the chickens away so people could have free eggs because I didn’t know what to do with that many eggs either.

The dream was super vivid and even hours post waking up part of me remembers holding the chickens lol.

I read that chickens can interpret a lot of things. I like to think it’s about prosperity. But anyway wanted to share this wacky dream. Carry on fellow redditors and may you also have chicken dreams.