What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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Last night's was in 4 parts and quite disjointed but here goes.

I was near a harbour and noticed crowds of people gathered by the dockside, there were news teams as well as police and members of the public all standing looking into the harbour. As I approached and looked down, there was a police diver manoevering a small sailing yacht hiding the windows because a body had been found inside.

Next I was in an office block behind a desk with a random school friend sitting opposite me. I accidently knocked a paper cup of hot coffee over and it soaked him down his right hand side from neck to ankles. All I remember is saying how sorry I was and I would go to his home immediately and get a change of clothing for him, I was even asking in detail which pair of trousers he wanted brought back.

At this point I was out near the harbour again and from some distance witnessed a huge oil supply vessel docked in the harbour on fire. The flames were spectacular and I walked by as I was making my way to get the clothes.

I passed a building site where I was many hundreds of feet higher up than the deep excavation where I saw two guys and a crane lifting a huge portacabin type building and placing it with great precision onto a lorry which had four high sides to it.

I woke up.............

The yodeling cow dream... it is a reoccurring one where I am driving down this road and see one cow at first, then two, then they keep multiplying as I go and this noise starts getting louder and eventually I notice their lips are flapping and they are yodeling.

Before waking up, late in this evening (about at 22), I dreamt that I was a young girl (maybe 18-22 years old) who was escaping some man in a stairwell. The feeling I got was that he was some stalker that was obsessing over her to the point of starting to consider murder. The dream started as she was running up some stairs in the stairwell after already having called the police, and she knew they wouldn't arrive in time, and if she'd hide in her apartment further up, he'd break in, so as she finished running up the stairs, reaching a corridor, she saw a woman with the door open to her apartment, standing by the door. She rushed to her and begged for protection, stutteringly explaining that a man was after her that was going to kill her. So the woman let her in, closing and locking the door.

In the woman's very, very small, one-room apartment were two beds and nothing more. Behind the beds was a window. The woman sat down in the left bed and started talking with the girl, who sat down in the other bed that had red bedclothes. The woman became mildly upset as she had just made the bed "for a client". It now was understood that she was a prostitute, and the woman talked a bit about it and then understood that now probably was not the time for her to take her "client" into the apartment, so the girl then asked if she wants her to pay for her stay, since she couldn't take her client, due to her hiding there, so she offered 500 Swedish kronor. The woman laughed a little bit and said that she is a luxury prostitute and would want at least 1000. The girl asked if 900 would be enough, and the woman agreed to it.

Above the woman's apartment, sounds of footsteps could be heard. The girl said that it's her apartment above and that he's inside. They started talking with a lower voice so there'd be less of a risk of him hearing them, but the footsteps then couldn't even be heard. At this moment, someone knocked on the door. It seemed to be the client, and I (as me, the dreamer) could see a view of when the guy was knocking on the door, asking for the prostitute woman. It was a guy in his twenties with an Asian look, like a Chinese-looking man, who was very slim and with his hair cut short, and his eyes were a bit smaller than normal. The woman told him in a loud voice, from the bed, that she was busy and couldn't take him now. He just said "oo-kaay" and left. The woman and the girl then decided to just go to bed, so the woman turned the lights off. The escaping girl managed to fall asleep, despite her nervousness. Suddenly, she was woken up by a sound, as if someone had opened the door to the apartment. She feared the worst and brought the cover further over her head and tried to convince herself that there was no one there - that there just couldn't be - but she couldn't look as it was completely dark in the room. She tried to continue sleeping and closed her eyes. A few seconds later, she reopened them, and looked towards the faint blue night light coming through the window. Towards it, she saw the dark figure of a man, standing right beside her bed, as if looking right at her. This terrified her and she tried to scream, but she couldn't. The scream barely came out at all.

That's when I woke up, at the point of trying to scream. My heart hurt, when I woke up, from the terror of it.

At points throughout this brief dream, I became myself, at times, when in that apartment, but overall, by far, I was that girl. The dream was about that girl - not about me.



If someone wants to try interpreting it, feel free to try to attempt it.

i dreamt that i was talking to a very handsome man about my self-portrait photographs on Wrong Planet, and he said to me that he liked my new pictures, but he thought that maybe my old pix were snapshots of my mother.

I had a dream that it was fall and my niece was looking at leaves. The snow started falling from the sky. my niece said that she had to go to the bathroom. We took her inside into the bathroom. She was fully toilet trained in that dream.

She's almost 2 now and she's just started using the potty, though she's still in diapers 90% of the time. She's starting to get the hang of poop. She's gaining control where I've lost control, 5 years ago. I'm happy for her, now. I was a little scared when I heard that my sister has started putting her on the potty a month ago, because I felt that I wouldn't be a good example for my niece to follow.

This morning I was reminded of a dream I had when I looked at the cat sitting in the floor. It must have been about cats, but I don't remember it right now.

It does seem that every dream I do remember is because it wasn't over. If I did not wake up during the dream the chances of me remembering it are around 5%.

I somewhat disagree with the whole thought of dreams being of some importance. Usually my dreams are just repeats of some event that took place the day before (but usually end differently). I think dreams are just caused by the defragmentation and backup of the data on the brains hard disk. Obviously for this to happen bits of data are stored in the RAM, and when were sleeping since our conscious mind doesn't work we just take the data on the RAM and play with it. I don't think dreams should be taken any more seriously than just something your mind does to pass the time.

About 8 years ago, I had a dream that I was in my bedroom, looking for my cat, there was a running shoe in my bedroom. My mom came in and I asked where the cat was. My mom said "That's Sootie" pointing at the shoe. (Sootie was the cat). I said "really?" and my mom said "Sootie's a shoe now, and that's just the way it's going to be!". I was really sad in the dream.

Then I had another where my friend met one of my favourite radio hosts and told me about meeting him and said that he was a bee.