Last night i dreamt about street adresses and sorting letters to them.

The same thing you actually do every morning?

By the way, I love this thread and will be sad if it dies. Kinda nosey to know what people's subconscious' concoct.
Moar dreams pls.

Correct.

Except our zone has too few workers because some big boss wants more money so I sort mail six hours a day.

I was in charge of bringing a band across the English channel to a gig in England on a rowing boat that would only go sideways. Each member had to lay flat across their instruments/gear to stop it getting wet as the weight was too much for the boat to take so it leaned almost horizontally. Cue a lot of screaming and shouting and people falling into the sea.
Woke up before finding out if we all made it though.

I was in town looking for a book, but only wrapped in my duvet. I saw some friends, but just as I stepped towards them a giant moose started chasing me. I threw the duvet on it and ran to a park. I had to hide on top of a slide before sliding back down and running back to my house naked... I worry about myself sometimes.

Me and a few friends mine were standing in field. The sky was grey and it was windy, felt like something just before a thunderstorm. Next to the field was a dark forest similar to the one in Lord of the Rings and right at the edge of the field and the forest there was a barn. 40 meters wide and 7 meters high. "Only the bravest may enter" was written in blood above the entrance which was... a pipe. Made of axes and rusty cheesegrades. Rotating. If you were to stand in the middle of it you'd probably die.

We had no intentions of suicide so we tried to sneak in from behind the barn but it was no use. The forest was too thick. Later in my dream we learned what the barn was. It was build by Gyro Gearloose. This guy:


He led us inside the barn. They way to enter was very specific, you had to walk throug to pipe with the right rhythm and keep hands to your side. The barn was an underground amusement park. Gyro was ashamed about it current condition (no walls, no roof, dirt everywhere). The place was deprressing as hell.

Dreams!

I looove dreams, at least most of times. And I too enjoy reading about people's dreams, usually it makes my dreams seem not that weird after all

But let me submit mine too!

I've stayed at my new apartment for about two weeks now.
First nights were a bit bad for sleep, waking up to every noise and not seeing any dreams.
But suddenly few nights ago it changed.
I saw my first dream in my new place.

I was in this huuuuuuge tunnel/tube system, about 7 meters in diameter, that floated in space.
I could see the Earth from these huge windows which covered almost half of the tunnel's walls.
I didn't see myself, I just was there.
And in front of me, there was a floating carrot.

Nothing else.
I just stared at the carrot.
That floated.
In the tunnel.
In space.
And of course I have noooo idea how long that went on, but when I woke up, it felt like I had been watching it for the whole night

[swervedriver]

I don't usually remember my dreams. Also the past few weeks I've been constantly waking up at 3.30/4.00 AM, so either I'm constantly repressing a dream I keep having every night or I keep forgetting everything I dreamt because of that.

Carrot in the tunnel eh?

I wonder if this thread triggered my latest dream, but even though it was much longer (and probably weird) the only part I remember is I was at a Devy show, and got on stage to sing a song. Might've been earthday, I'm not sure (like I can pull it off... ), or maybe a Devy song my mind made on the spot. Then my bro' sang Deep Peace I think. It was great, though it faded away very quickly

Carrot in the tunnel eh?

what are you suggesting?

Does anyone have these dreams where you pretty much just re-enact movie scenes? I've being doing that a lot lately, though only with this one film, M. Night Shymalan's "Signs".

Like last night, I dream't about me being in the scene where the aliens begin to invade the house, only it was worse. There was a whole army of them flooding in, although we found out later that they only wanted to steal the TV.

Strange, but also irritating when the alarm goes off and I wake up .

I've had a recurring dream for the last 4 years running its a weird tree house type deal like the deku tree in ocarina of time and the tree is hallowed out in a big mansion type style with multi levels and a hot top on a balcony. It's hard to explain i keep seeing my first girflriend and we are running away from people into these rooms that connect into eachother. Theres these weird catacombs in the basement level with an elevator that takes you to a hotel suite type room in a glass globe type skyrise. The dream kept shifting we went from a forest to an ocean (northern pacific type) beach then to a city skyscraper building hotel place. It seems there was always people running around and talking to me in this house that Iv'e seen before in my life but I never really got the chance to talk to or some friends from a long time ago i dont really talk to anymore. Also theres a weird basement room that was like the one in my Baba's old house. I have a feeling this dream is deeply symbolic and my subconscience is trying to tell my conscious self something i cant figure out. Anyone with interpretations feel free to shoot back i would like to see what someone whos studied psych's opinion on these haha

I played this just before going to bed last night:

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So my entire dream consisted of playing the levels you see at 0:22. Ugh.

I dream'd that I was to be executed by chocking. I was in a queue with few people to be executed too and I was looking at the thing we were going to be killed with. Basically it was this small podium you were supposed to place your head as if you were to be be-headed but with a leather-belt thingy that was to be thightened around your neck making you pass out and ultimately die from lack of oxygen. It was supposed to be a merciful execution since in the dream one wasn't supposed to feel much pain and passing out was to be like falling asleep. I remember looking at the one before me getting executed and wondering if it really was a painless way to go. Then it was my turn and I was thinking about how am I supposed to just accept that I am going to die in a few seconds. Something in the back of my brain just felt screaming against kneeling down and letting them strap the belt around my neck.

Then I woke up.

Oh and In the dream I was wearing my light green raincoat and worn-out Migthy Ducks beanie even though the dream took place indoors. Odd

[Octillus]

I just dreamed about working with my roommates on music for the fake band in the project I'm working on.

We're so not close to that point yet, but it's still fun to dream/think about.

Last night I dreamed about this forum. Discussions of guitars and meat art.
That's probably a sign that I spend too much time here.