Nothing special, I dreamed I was playing tackle football with some people at the park. The only thing that stood out was I straight armed this guy in the face and the guy was Zach Galifianakis, the comedian and an old friend from high school was on the other team. It was fun though, I hated waking up.
I dreamt that I was eating dinner with an ancient chinese emperor in modern times.
I usually get weird dreams like that, sometimes I cant make sense of them. Sometimes I think they can predict the future.
I dont know if this is just a delusion though but they get scary accurate, and it feels nice having some sort of super power. I Think it relates to my vessel being broken
I dreamt I was back in my college town visiting for homecoming. Me my sister my mom and my cousins and my college friends had went out to breakfast and they had a bowl of fruit loops and milk on the table.
My own bodily vessel, which is why I get these future predicting dreams. Im more attuned to another dimension via strings, and they notice it and want me gone. But I refuse. They do it by for example giving me scary dreams about the future. This is just my belief though
I’m on the bus at sunset, planning to go home, but a friend calls and suggests we meet up tonight. I get off early at a place with several shops so I can buy dinner. Night falls. My friend calls me, asking if I’ll be there soon. I wonder where she’s talking about, then she says, “Are you there?” and I hear her voice out the phone. I turn around; she’s there between two stalls. She tells me there’s a funfair today, so we might as well eat there. We go to the middle of the funfair. At the back, there are several tables with plates and slices of cake. I see strawberry cake on one table; I want that. She sits down at a table. I look at the next table; the cake isn’t strawberry. I search around the other table for the strawberry cake. Strawberry, at first I see slices and I don’t know if someone is sitting there and the slice isn’t strawberry. I end up taking a slice where I think there’s strawberry cream.
I sit down.
We talk about our feelings for each other and we get together (we realize we love each other regardless of our identities. I’m dressed all in black right now. I’m Cat Noir (female) and she’s Ladybug.)
Time passes, we separate.
We’re in broad daylight next to the university after our conversation.
It’s time for classes, but I’ve changed universities.
I have two buses to catch to get to Créteil University.
(I cross the tram tracks to be on the other side of the street in this place that looks like the historic center of Perugia.)
The bus arrives in 70 minutes. I was already late, and now I’m going to be even more so.
When the school year ends, I’m going to move and start a training program.