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What Did You Dream Of Last Night?

I dreamed I was walking somewhere. It was taking me ages and I thought 'why don't I just get the train?' So I ran to the train station, but when I got towards it, on the opposite side of the tracks, I could see a lot of people waiting, which I knew would mean the train would be there soon and I wouldn't have time to go all the way round to the station.

So I proceeded to slide and climb down the muddy embankment, over some big rocks and cross the track (which didn't seem to be there!) and climb up onto the platform. Everyone waiting there just stood and watched me do it, even though I knew it was strictly illegal. I could see the Arrivals board on the platform lit up, telling me my train (to Malton) was due, and I was very slightly surprised that there WAS an Arrivals board because the whole atmosphere of the dream and clothing of the people was very 1950s.

I'd been talking to my daughter earlier in the evening while she was at York waiting for the bus to Malton, so I suppose this may have triggered the dream, and I grew up with a railway worker dad who thought nothing of crossing the tracks any old where, so this may have been a combination of these things. The dream did have a slight air of anxiety about it (I was worried about missing the train) and I'm not consciously aware of being anxious about anything, however, I am teaching a writing course in a couple of weeks and I may subconsciously be slightly concerned about how that's going to go.
 
A short dream. I was walking through an empty parking lot. Some idiot, driving a car, drove right beside me making me walk on the side/shoulder of the lot. If I tried to adjust my pace to allow her to pass, she matched mine in her car and kept me to the side.

Another car drove past her in the other direction and the woman leaned out the window and said something to the driver about her being rude to me. It turned out to be an upper management person at my work. I was happy that she saw that I had not done anything wrong and thought about how "what goes around, comes around".:clap:

The driver then began chatting to me to make amends lol. We chatted amicably and then she drove away.
 
catseye said:
I dreamed I was walking somewhere. It was taking me ages and I thought 'why don't I just get the train?' So I ran to the train station, but when I got towards it, on the opposite side of the tracks, I could see a lot of people waiting, which I knew would mean the train would be there soon and I wouldn't have time to go all the way round to the station.
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This is interesting to me. I lived in Toronto for 6 years many years ago and so used the subway daily. I have dreams that I travel to TO and so sometimes use the trains. I often get to the wrong side of the tracks for the direction that I want to go and then risk missing the train that I need. Wonder what that is about?
 
brownmane said:
This is interesting to me. I lived in Toronto for 6 years many years ago and so used the subway daily. I have dreams that I travel to TO and so sometimes use the trains. I often get to the wrong side of the tracks for the direction that I want to go and then risk missing the train that I need. Wonder what that is about?
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Could you perhaps be facing a crossroads, and not sure of which choice to make?
 
Ronnie Jersey said:
Could you perhaps be facing a crossroads, and not sure of which choice to make?
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I don't think so. I don't see the trains as crossroads. I know which one I need to catch in which direction, but am on the opposite side with the possibility of missing the train I need. It might mean that I feel like I am missing something? But I never really have that issue in my life.
 
brownmane said:
I don't think so. I don't see the trains as crossroads. I know which one I need to catch in which direction, but am on the opposite side with the possibility of missing the train I need. It might mean that I feel like I am missing something? But I never really have that issue in my life.
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Ah, but it's all in the subconscious.
 
So last night, I was back working at the head office of a major UK retail company which I had left back in 2004.
I was getting on with familiarising myself with the people there, and the systems, and the large, open-plan, office layout etc, when 'the boss' (a tall, middle-aged woman) came through the middle of the desks waving a piece of paper around, exclaiming that she didn't realise I had been involved in a load of old projects which were now part of their 'training'.
"Hmmm...I wrote a lot of those" I replied.
I had a smug feeling, but also felt really rather old.
 
Yeah no I'm not falling for that again.
 

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Somehow I ended up back at another old workplace last night (possibly the same one as the previous one).
And I had a desk to sit at, and apparently no work to do, and yet that didn't seem to be an issue.
People from various other departments were coming by occasionally to consult me on things, and I was just making up answers.
And everyone seemed more concerned with the 'social life' associated with working for this big company than the actual work.
Massive queue for the tea & coffee machines.
I had apparently done really well in the weekly 'quiz' (which I pointed out that I had not entered any quiz).
And I was variously bumping into people I recognised from working at the same place years before but not remembering their names (which wouldn't be unusual for me anyway)
 
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I dreamed I was pregnant and gave birth. I couldn't believe that I'd even BEEN pregnant, and went around telling everyone how I had only just given birth but had no 'belly' at all and I couldn't have gone back to normal that quickly. When I woke up I was worrying about the fact that there had been no afterbirth delivery, and whether or not I could have retained it.

My youngest child is 27, but I wonder if my brain just goes back to the several years in total that I spent pregnant, almost as though it was my default state.
 
catseye said:
I dreamed I was pregnant and gave birth. I couldn't believe that I'd even BEEN pregnant, and went around telling everyone how I had only just given birth but had no 'belly' at all and I couldn't have gone back to normal that quickly.
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M'lady. You are a very strange person.

I mean that in nice sense. You're kin to me. Sure you are.
 
I had boxes of various stuff for a 'boot sale' last night.
Loads of multiple items of random things.
Purple umbrellas.
'Work' shirts (the sort you wear with a tie).
Packets of cable ties.
etc.

Beats me.
 
Learned the other day that an old work colleague of mine had died. We weren't close, I haven't seen him since I retired but I'd worked with him on various projects and he was an all round nice guy, good at his job and utterly reliable. I'd heard that he had pancreatic cancer and his time was limited but everyone hoped he'd have a while longer. Perhaps also a bit of a shock as he was four years younger than me. I'll call him Ted, not his name.

In the dream I was on my way to a meeting when I saw Ted sitting on a bench talking to someone who looked vaguely familiar (May be a film actor?) both looked drawn and ill and I knew that they both knew they were terminal. I had that horrible sensation of thinking; God what do you say to someone in that situation?

I think I said something banal like "I heard your news, I'm sorry mate." Ted replied with something like "Yeah, it's a bit of a bummer." (an expression he used from time to time) and introduced me to his friend. I remember chatting and joking with them for a while though I don't know what about when Ted said "Hey, don't be late for the meeting." waving me off.

Strangely not a depressing dream almost as if Ted had taken the time just to say a last "cheerio" to people he'd worked with even if they weren't that close to him - and that would have been typical of him.

RIP Mate, you went too soon.
 
Tunn11 said:
Learned the other day that an old work colleague of mine had died. We weren't close, I haven't seen him since I retired but I'd worked with him on various projects and he was an all round nice guy, good at his job and utterly reliable. I'd heard that he had pancreatic cancer and his time was limited but everyone hoped he'd have a while longer. Perhaps also a bit of a shock as he was four years younger than me. I'll call him Ted, not his name.

In the dream I was on my way to a meeting when I saw Ted sitting on a bench talking to someone who looked vaguely familiar (May be a film actor?) both looked drawn and ill and I knew that they both knew they were terminal. I had that horrible sensation of thinking; God what do you say to someone in that situation?

I think I said something banal like "I heard your news, I'm sorry mate." Ted replied with something like "Yeah, it's a bit of a bummer." (an expression he used from time to time) and introduced me to his friend. I remember chatting and joking with them for a while though I don't know what about when Ted said "Hey, don't be late for the meeting." waving me off.

Strangely not a depressing dream almost as if Ted had taken the time just to say a last "cheerio" to people he'd worked with even if they weren't that close to him - and that would have been typical of him.

RIP Mate, you went too soon.
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We have a couple of Dreaming of the Dead threads. One is called, er, Dreaming of the Dead and the other is a little more long-winded, like Strange Dreams of People Who've Passed Over.

Interesting reading, especially if you've had such a dream yourself. :)
 
escargot said:
We have a couple of Dreaming of the Dead threads. One is called, er, Dreaming of the Dead and the other is a little more long-winded, like Strange Dreams of People Who've Passed Over.

Interesting reading, especially if you've had such a dream yourself. :)
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I've had one or two and they tend to stick in the memory more than normal dreams. I did wonder where to put that dream but tails won! :)
 
Blimey. Went on a 'road trip' last night with some woman I was in a relationship with.
"How long have we known each other?" I asked at one point.
"Fourteen years" she replied.
We were driving around in some sort of van-based motorhome.

Beats me.
 
Trevp666 said:
Blimey. Went on a 'road trip' last night with some woman I was in a relationship with.
"How long have we known each other?" I asked at one point.
"Fourteen years" she replied.
We were driving around in some sort of van-based motorhome.

Beats me.
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Could possibly be a pre-life memory?
 
I was looking at some sort of book with people's names and a few sentences about them.
The name I was focussed on was a man's name, I think maybe Eastern European.
It began with Don but I can't remember it nor the surname which was quite long.
 
I dreamed I was at one of these 'team building' type events, or possibly on a holiday where you play games and compete against one another (shudder). Something like that. We were in a stone building, in a room that you got to up a narrow stone staircase and being shown some broomhandles and shields and told that we were going to do jousting, but on pushbikes instead of horses by a young bloke. He said 'the object is to knock your opponent off.' I was hoping I could remember how to ride a bike, and wishing that we'd been on horses instead, because the horse would think for itself and make the job a lot easier.

We were shown big square bales of hay and it was hinted at that one of our tasks would be to break the bale down as fast as possible (competing against each other still). There were three sets of small red secateurs on a table and I picked up one set, reasoning that these would cut the string faster than scissors, and I might as well be prepared. Someone was brandishing their secateurs and trying to cut the baler twine and I was thinking that I had an advantage from all my years with horses and on farms (you cut near the knot and pull the string through under the bale in one go), as they were making a hash of cutting the twine and trying to break up the bale.

I woke up slightly disappointed that I didn't get a go at the cycle jousting!
 
My dream was of leaning over an interior windowsill and moving a pile of clothes next to it so I could see what was under them, and to my delight finding an old-fashioned Singer sewing machine. I recognised the gold lettering on the black background.

This is because I'm doing some death cleaning* and yesterday came across a couple of fabric scraps printed with the beautiful gold Singer livery at the bottom of a bag of winter cycling clothes.

*Mercilessly sorting out junk to dump.
 
catseye said:
To be fair, jousting on horseback is also the way to a lot of broken limbs.
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Ah now what people think of as jousting is actually tilting.

Jousting was the sport of mediaeval practice-fighting. Tilting was Henry VIII's version of it, where the knights on horses rode at each other in the attempt to unseat their opponent. They'd brace their lance against their armoured chest and aim it at the other knight's breastplate.

Henry suffered a serious head injury during a tilting bout and it's believed by some that his personality changed for the worse because of it.
 
escargot said:
Henry suffered a serious head injury during a tilting bout and it's believed by some that his personality changed for the worse because of it.
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You beat me to it! Was just going to check the facts before posting!

Anyway re 'the death cleaning' pop over here and give me a hand with mine please. I'm sure you'd enjoy it and I'd be eternally grateful. :)
 
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