klandersen
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Post by klandersen on Apr 22, 2024 11:07:40 GMT
I was in a living room dining room area. The next room had rows of chairs like a lecture hall. I was about to take a photo of a Hockey Goaly who was standing in the room in front of the rows of chairs. I was thinking that he neaded to be backlit for the picture. At the same time he was taking my picture?
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Post by Vodkie on Apr 26, 2024 13:23:45 GMT
I had a dream I just randomly ran into Dionne Warwick in public. She signed an vinyl record album of hers I had.
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Post by Jep Gambardella on Apr 30, 2024 11:35:22 GMT
The entire dream was very clear on my mind right after I woke up but then it vanished. All I remember now is that my sister wanted to buy a piece of jewelry that she really liked but she couldn’t pay right then so she asked if I could lend her the money. I accepted without question and gave her my credit card with the PIN. Later I found out that the price was $3750, which outraged me for two reasons: one, why the hell did she spend so much money on jewelry, and two, how was she going to pay me back? I had assumed that it was going to be something under $100 that I wouldn’t even bother trying to get back from her, but there was no way I would forgive a debt that large.
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Post by Cat on Apr 30, 2024 15:13:45 GMT
Mine was unusual. I was myself as I am now but felt in the thick of the prime of my social life. My one friend I recognized through was an old best friend. We were on the downtown east side in a convenience store that seemed like part sushi restaurant part cyber cafe. It was winding and with multiple levels. For most of the dream, I was in and out the front door and running around the place. After an event happened, I always seemed to find my place at a table telling whoever was around about it. A couple of them looked like a few Only Fans people I'd seen in a podcast recently. There was somehow a constant hustle and bustle in this store that also seemed to be connected with the stores next door to it at the rear, like a maze. A recurring theme was me trying to get home but constantly struggling to put on my socks and shoes or realizing they weren't on even though I thought they were. I wonder if that's a sign.
It was just a bunch of non-specific running around completing little tasks at a business where I was not an employee + a bunch of feelings. That's what I recall most. It felt like a really good dream because of the constant running around and being surrounded by the type of people that used to be my old social circle.
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