What Did You Dream Of Last Night?

[Ronnie Jersey]

I had a thoroughly long and disjointed dream last night.
Variously I had to meet a woman that I matched with on some online dating site.
We were playing with a frisbee in a park but it was starting to get dark and my 'date' said we should go back to her place because it was dangerous out after dark.
Inside her flat it was clear she shared the place with a number of other strange tenants, and the place was a mess inside, like one of those hoarders houses off the TV.
I had left my car parked somewhere miles away and couldn't work out how to get back there.

Then I was in London. It was a rainy winters day. The main shopping street I was in (could've been Oxford Street) had been transformed into some kind of 3D outdoor cinema showing computer generated footage of a Loch Ness Monster rising from the road, which was a waterway.
As I left the area down a side street there were a number of well-known celebrities in costume, performing a pantomime.

Beats me.

Still waiting at the park bench, don't know what happened to the frisbee, or my hat..........zzzzzzzzz

 

[Sid]

Still waiting at the park bench, don't know what happened to the frisbee, or my hat..........zzzzzzzzz

Looks like it might be a pretty longish wait then!

 

[maximus otter]

I slept long & deep last night, and only remember a bit of a dream…

I was back in uniform, working in a strange town that had a 1950s colonial Algeria look about it: warm, dusty, structures of large stonework.

I was in a bus with others, driving to a seaport for some reason. I saw pavement cafés with elegantly-dressed patrons being very French.

When the bus arrived at the port, the driver tried to navigate through a tight gap between a dry-docked ship and huge wharf machinery. There was a rending crunch, and the bus dislodged the ship, which began to slide across the dock. l remember thinking, “Not good!”

Break.

A man on a motorbike had been knocked off the shore and into the sea, still on his bike. Together with others, l was running toward the water to try and rescue him. l recall thinking, “l don’t want to go into the water, my uniform will be spoiled; but if l’m the one who rescues him, there might be a medal in it.”

He managed to get to the dock as l reached it. l lay down and extended my arm, seizing his hand and helping him out of the water…

Fin.

maximus otter

 

[Tempest63]

I had some Night Nurse for a stinking cold I have, it knocked me out so if I did dream, I can’t recall it.

 

[Trevp666]

Had a very disturbed night last night, only grabbing a few hours of sleep thanks to (probably) last nights dinner, a chilly breeze through the bedroom, and noisy birds at 0500 (ish).
I woke up feeling rather angry and agitated after one dream which I can't recall now, and in another dream I was trying to stay warm by wrapping blankets around myself and breathing heavily into them, trying to get some thermal protection with my warm breath, then woke up with my covers half over me and feeling cold, despite it being a balmy 16c in my bedroom.

 

[escargot]

Dreamed I was late for work and was offered a lift in an ice cream van.

It did of course helpfully take a circuitous route with many stops.

This is about slight anxiety regarding an early and the regretful but necessary decision to cut down on treats.

 

[Mythopoeika]

Dreamed I was late for work and was offered a lift in an ice cream van.

It did of course helpfully take a circuitous route with many stops.

This is about slight anxiety regarding an early and the regretful but necessary decision to cut down on treats.

Was it like this?

 

[SimonBurchell]

I actually remember parts of my dreams from last night, without having to write them down. First, I was driving on a stormy day (I don't drive), and wanted to go to the beach in spite of the weather. I drove down a farm track that lead down to the coast, between wind-tossed trees. The track got so muddy that I had to abandon my car, and just left it parked in the middle of the track, just before the track became impassable by vehicle. I then walked down to the beach, and across the flat expanse of sand towards the raging sea. Violent waves were breaking all across the beach, and lightning was striking everywhere, both out to sea and across the beach. I felt very exposed, worried by the strength of the waves and by the lightning. Facing the sea, I looked left and right at the violence of the storm breaking on the shore and realised it was too dangerous to stay, so turned around to go back to the car, and realised I could no longer really distinguish the beach from the sea - waterspouts were tearing across the sand, and furious waves were crashing left and right, momentarily blocking the route back, and lightning striking frequently. The whole sight was spectacular and unearthly, the lightning seemed to make everything glow magically. Nonetheless, I headed back up the beach, threading my way between violent bursts of incoming sea, and up the muddy track to the car. I was disconcerted to see that someone had turned the car around so that it was now facing my intended direction of travel, I was puzzled and checked the car carefully but no-one was in evidence. Since it would have been difficult to turn the car around in the narrow space, I opted for being grateful, and drove back up the track, away from the coast.

...Segue to next dream... more like a continuation of the first. It seems like I didn't get in the car after all, but rather continued walking up the farm track into a beautiful valley of rolling hills and farmland. The storm had disappeared. As I walked through the valley (which I seemed familiar with, although it didn't particularly resemble any location I recall from waking life), I realised there were large amounts of soldiers moving silently and quickly, armed to the teeth, in the same direction as me, threading across fields by staying in the cover of hedgerows, taking covered paths, always keeping in cover. I realised this was the much-anticipated Ukrainian counteroffensive, and chatted with the soldiers (who included both men and women). They were pleased to be taking back their land, and advised me to return, but I decided to follow them for several miles. It became clear that the opposing army had abandoned its positions and fallen back, abandoning a lot of equipment, and I felt somewhat exposed when I realised we were quite a way past the front line. Then the fighting broke out, but the soldiers continued advancing and I started passing ruined farms and burnt-out vehicles, and meeting civilians (locals), who seemed quite relieved. The dream continued through the battle, as I passed from one group of soldiers to another, almost like a war reporter, then decided to turn back. At some point I woke up.

I think both dreams are heavily influenced by recent news stories, with the surfer being struck by lightning (I saw the headline but haven't read the story), and all the talk about Ukraine being paused to launch its offensive.