I dreamed of a soccer game, where I was rooting for the team that kept almost scoring the whole game, but then the other team scored at the last second and won. My view of the game was as if I was on the actual pitch, but I could still hear an English commentator commentating the game. Naturally I didn't think anything of this in the dream.

My second dream takes place in ancient Arabia. I have a wife or sister (I can't remember). We lived in an apartment type house. The toilet was in the middle of the room and was a carpet on the side of a wall. When flushed, water would run down the carpet. So we go to an old antique store which has a very old storekeeper.

We look around and decide to leave without buying anything. Next thing I remember is I'm in a verbal fight with the storekeeper. I find out she's a witch or sorceress if you'd like. We leave to go back to our house. Later, the sorceress comes back and my sister or wife rushes in from the hall. I forget the rest.

My third dream: Me and a fictional friend are in a deserted town. There is a garage that he owns filled with large vehicles including a tank, an armored truck, and an old Ford pickup. We drive into his driveway which runs between the garage and a house. Next I remember is him and some other guy at the end of the street getting ready to fight. I watch while I hide in the garage. I think about taking the tank out, then I forget.

Last night I dreamed I was chugging water, but couldn't quench my thirst. (I was very thristy when I woke up)

I also dreamed I was at a big pool party with lots of people, but I didn't have a mask. I kept getting paranoid I was gonna breath in Covid infected air, so I used my shirt to cover my face. It kept slipping down when I didn't notice and ripping, and I had to struggled to keep my face covered with it.

I have had this same dream in different settings (in school, at an airport), so it seems to be my subconcious's equivalent of the naked in public dream, but with Covid instead.

Edited 4/27/2021 17:02:38

The next dream starts out in GTA 5 animated world. I'm being chased by police in a car. I then crash into city hall, however, city hall looks like a normal house, is deserted, and has the entrance on the third floor. So I crash through the doors and end up in an office. I get out of my car and run through the halls. Eventually there is only one hall.

I run through several rooms going from an office, to a classroom, to emptier and emptier rooms painted solid colors (pink, blue, green, etc). The GTA animation also turns into simple animation Then I start seeing pictures of myself on the walls. I hear no one chasing me. I slow down. The animation changes into average animation. Then I turn the corner into an enormous dark tunnel. I go through it and am now seeing some freakish glitchy shit. I think they are elephants. One starts chasing me and I turn back and go through the tunnel into the rooms. That's all I remember.

My next dream occurs at an airport in the middle of nowhere. The parking lot is empty and huge. There is an electronic sign out front showing what flights are going where with the captain name next to each. I have a row with my name and it shows me going to Stuttgart. My mom and siblings are going with me. We are all the age we are now, so I'm 15 (scary that a 15 year old is flying an international passenger flight).

I am carrying an extremely large backpacking backpack that has to weigh at least 60lbs. I am talking with my mom about where I should take my flight. She says I should start local since I could be turned away if they don't like the location I choose. So I change it to Dallas. When I do, the sign changes my flight to Dallas automatically.

I walk in, since my family can't come in. The inside is like a rental car lobby. Quite small actually. I walk around a bit and fall over backwards because of the backpack weight (it got heavier) and find out I need a ticket. Both desks have someone in front already and the ticket machine is on the desks. I awkwardly take a ticket and accidentally take two. The guy at the desk and the customer looks at me like I'm an idiot.

I go and sit down. Now I notice that there are 3 other people sitting down. All are old men. One is a bit crazy. Another is sitting near me and he also has two tickets. I look at my tickets and the numbers 19 and ? are on them. I remember the numbers were far apart. I take off my backpack and look through it. I find a container of buttered egg noodles.

I eat some. This whole time my family is stareing in. The guy next to me is called up. At some point another old guy comes in and sits down. I tell him he needs a ticket, but doesn't seem to hear me. I am then called up. It ends there. This whole time I was at an airport, but it didn't look like an airport at all, and certainly wasn't busy. There were only 7 people inside, including me. No one in that room was eligible to fly a commercial aircraft, yet that's what we were going to do.

My last dream was chaotic. It's winter time and the road is completely covered in ice. I am at this house. My mom's car starts to slide down the alley, into the road, then it starts to whack everything. It does seem to be possessed. I run after it. It is going chaotically everywhere. It knocks into a car with a very small trailer.

I see my dad go into a joh center across the street (there is no real job center and he already has a good job) and yell for him to help me. He doesn't hear and proceeds in. I manage to get in the car and stop it, then drive it back. It is now dusk. I hear the Addams family theme music coming from inside my house. I go to fix the trailer on the car. The trailer is only about 3 ft high and 4 ft long. I attempt to attach it on the car.

While I'm attempting this, it becomes night time. A police car comes up and turns its siren lights on, but not the noise. The police officer asks me what I'm doing and I tell him about what happened. He listens and believes me, telling me that sounds crazy. A stroller appears and for some reason, the police officer owns it.

It does the same thing my mom's car did earlier. I chase after it and bring it back to the officer. He thanks me and offers to escort me home, since it is a dangerous neighborhood. I accept and he drives behind me. When I come back, we go in the back gate and my mom meets us. The officer compliments her on my behavior and leaves. The lights coming from the house are orange. I walk in and the kitchen is gone. Instead we walk directly into the living room. I hear the Addams family music again and the dream ends.

A few nights ago, I dream I was driving through a huge highway under the Eiffel tower. I am amazed that my brain was able to recreate what it would be like to look up from under the Eiffel tower so vividly and realistically.

Last night I dreamed I was doing this activity with a random assortment of people I know where we all had our hands in loops in a circular rope. My hands slipped out and I had to hurry to get them back in before we all lifted our hands and raised the rope.

I've had dreams the last several nights, but I immediately forget them all.

I had a dream a few nights ago with some interesting things, but I'll not speak of it. Just keeping this alive. For some reason, other dreams are evaporating from my memory much more often than before.

I dreamed I was living in Europe that had been conquered by the Nazis and escaped to the west via boat. Before I escaped, the nazis checked all the food I ate and didn’t approve of 3 pieces of lettuce and small piece of tomato I had left over from a salad. I had to hide under the blanket in a bed with a family sitting on top of it protecting my lettuce and tomato bits.

The family gave me some sort of made up DS with mostly soccer games on it, they you had to deposit a dime into to play. I remember distinctly there was a beach soccer game. I also remember feeling in shock that there was a piece of technology in the barbaric Nazi reign. The family gave me some dimes to play the games with, however it turned out the dimes were edible and I accidentally ate three.

Then I went to the boat to escape, but noticed an empty vendor stand overflowing with chicken fingers and big potato fries. I realized I would need food for the journey, and grabbed two massive handfuls of food, then dropped some on the floor cuz I took too much.

I couldn’t find anything to carry the food in (in the dream I was a poor peasant with no possessions but the clothes on my back), but I managed to find a small plastic grocery bag to overstuff with the food. That whole detour meant I almost missed the boat, but I got there just in time. In the dream I was very relieved because it was assumed that would be the last boat leaving for a long time.

I was scared the inspector letting people onto the boat would be a Nazi and disapprove of my food, but I managed to slip onto the boat. It was crowded with people, but I had my grocery bag of chicken fingers and fries, and my DS. I woke up some time after this point.

Edited 5/23/2021 05:45:59