What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I don't want to tell it here, because it was disturbing.

Naturalplastic: Or that social climbing is not necessarily a good thing for me?

IstominFan: Super kitty hugs for you.

Thank you Kura. Kitty hugs always work wonders.

^You're welcome.

I had a pattern of fragmented dreams last night.

I was teaching my friend from elementary school how to make corn dogs. Then we had to pick up Mr. Monk's (from the tv show Monk) pants from the dry cleaners.

I have a pattern of strange dreams, too. I call them "worry dreams." I am always somewhat frenzied or discombobulated in them.

I dreamt [a fragment remembered] that I was in somebody's house that i'd been living in a while, and wild animals and other creatures were outside trying to get in, and one finally cracked the pane of a large picture window and somehow snouted his way into the house without shattering the glass and getting cut, just a neat division of the glass as though it was laser-cut. it was a wild cow, lean and hungry but friendly also, it nuzzled me with its wet nose and looked up at me with the "food stare" but I had nothing to feed it with. my house mate was not impressed.

Dreamt I had a throat infection that was glowing like tiny, bioluminescent sea creatures around my tonsils.

I was in a small cottage of sorts with my Nana and a few other people who might have been other relatives. The walls kept changing in this really odd way, as if reality was flipping inside out. I was warned not to go on the path leading out to who knows where, because there were giants stomping around. I, naturally, went out on the path anyway, and got within something like twenty feet of the giants, but it was misty/foggy, so I couldn't see very well. There was someone else there with me, a young man, perhaps, but I'm not fully sure.

I wish I could remember more of my dreams. had a whopper of one but it evaporated once again.

I drove to an event and found out it had been canceled. That happened to me on a couple of occasions before in real life, so I probably had that on my mind.

A bird flew in my window and sat on the windowsill looking at me. At first I thought it was a weird, scraggy looking thing and I explained to it that it couldn't be here. I thought I would get into trouble if I let it in. It kept looking at me and didn't move, and then it tilted its head, and all its feathers caught the sun and I realised it was made of sheets of gold. It was alive but it was made of metal, and it was beautiful.
I heard people outside looking for the bird, and I realised it wanted to hide. It looked at me with big, dark eyes, and with that, it folded up like an umbrella. All its feathers folded away and its neck and head were where the handle would be. I slid it inside a roll of paper and the people didn't find it when they came looking, though they were very angry and they clearly thought I knew something about it.

I can't remember much else. There was something about old books in there too.

I can't remember details but my ex-husband was in my dream. Just a normal scenario, somewhere in a room talking and other people around.

But I was married to him a very, very, very long time ago and he's not someone I even think about much these days. So now I'm wondering why he showed up in my dream, and if I ought to look for obituaries or something.

I dreamed that I was at a special math class, with irked me because I didn't want to be there. There were some pretty weird people there, at a small wooden table, and one of them asked me if I could do the problems. i couldn't, but only because I needed a ruler, and there wasn't one. I got so frustrated that I just walked right out. Then I dreamed that Prf. X from the X-Men was using his mind-searching invention, but was in terrible pain from something. There was another man who could not talk because some sort of a torture-looking device was strapped to his head, sealing his mouth shut. The colour blue also comes to mind.