I was dreaming my wife and I were playing the one cent slots at the Golden Nugget. A young pretty young women came by and asked us if we wanted something to drink. My wife said she would like water and I shook my head no. A little later the waitress brought her the water. Wife down a few bucks, thanks her and doesn't offer her a tip. She started to walk away and I said hold on. I pulled out my wallet and accidentally gave her a hundred dollar bill. She grinning, waves the bill in my wife's face. I woke up!

You might have been about to get an earful!

These were recursive and never reached any resolution. I recall feeling intense frustration during these dreams. I was never troubled by dreams like that after moving on from that job.

I have dreams where I'm sorting drawers, or organizing papers, or looking for something. I've linked them to anxiety or worry.

Usually they don't bother me. I mostly enjoy my profession, so when I'm puzzling through things in my sleepy work environment, it's just like an extension of my waking hours, but more restful.

I did enjoy that work, but not when dreams send me searching endlessly for information I needed, as one thing led right into another. As I said, frustrating.

I would be driving and just before I hit a brick wall would slam on the brakes. I'd wake up every time with my right foot pressed firmly against the footboard.

My recurring dream of the past (probably over a 5 to 10 year stretch) was witnessing a passenger jet falling from the sky. It wasn't from the same vantage point every time or the same jet every time, but it was a plane going down. Very troubling. I had that one occur once or twice a year during that period.

More recently, and rather odd considering that I've been removed from academics for decades, I have had a recurring dream that I'm in college with a full course load. Then it dawns on me that I have completely neglected one of those classes. I missed exams and deadlines to submit essays. I feel kind of panicked and wonder if there's any chance of salvaging a passing grade.

That dream has plagued me once or twice a year over the past several years.

Hard to explain.

I wake up to dreams of the kitchen sink
filled with pots and pans and counters
totally covered in dirty dishes.
Sometimes it's real.

to air your dirty laundry, but dirty dishes are welcome.

Not for interpretation specifically, but at least discussion . I’ve been in a dream cycle for probably six months or more of very intense and poignant dreams , with reoccurring settings and situations . It’s to the point of going to bed at night and wondering what’s going to happen next , not ‘what will happen about so and so ‘ but more of ‘what bizarre pageant will I encounter tonite ? ‘

These dreams are not of everyday activities or even situations that I have experienced, but more of the fantastical , never experienced scenes and characters that I have not . People I have no recollection of to the point of perfect strangers , yet I’m completely comfortable being around them and even feelings of intense affection towards.

There are a few environments that are familiar that reoccur : for example a street scene where I find myself on the sidewalk in front of storefront picture window filled with unusual curiosities and I know I am going in to look for an item that is different in each dream . Once inside i shop for the item by exploring different rooms in the store - whether for books or gadgets - once for a pair of corduroy pants , and it has even been an auditorium that i initially take to be a movie theatre , only to realize is a university lecture hall , and I have to go to the office behind the stage to meet a professor and express my wish to finish my degree . She gives me a look that says ‘ you are too old for that ‘ , and I awake telling myself ‘ you already finished that degree , what is that about ? ‘

Over many years of dreams I’ve witnessed a deserted beach where only a few small cottages appear , and each time it’s the same beach scene , with slight variations in the cottages color and size , and I’ve never in my waking life been there . I’ve come to realize it is possibly a painting ? for in my dreams I think I first see it as a painting and then enter into it and experience being there .

One dream I had a month ago involved meeting my late father in a Parisian cafe/bistro at lunch where we were shopping for fishing rods . While we were looking at them , my late older brother came up to me and said we had to be going and led me away on a long walk where we ended up in my childhood neighborhood walking along roads i do remember in detail and then ending up in a backyard of girl i went to elementary school with , only her younger sister was there and she mistakes me for another boy in my past . My older brother tells me we have to go home because we have to call our younger brother … and I wake up .
Later that waking day when my younger brother calls me i answer the phone with ‘ I knew you were going to call ‘

Thank you for letting me pay attention to this matter
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Have you ever attempted to sketch or paint these dream settings?

No I haven’t attempted , but I do think I have some artistic talents . Some I’ve explored . Painting is not one of them.
But in writing about that beach scene above it occurred to me I should attempt to paint it , or better yet get off my duff and drive to the coast and explore discovering it .

Dreams themselves are personal explorations in creativity , I guess .


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I will never give you resolution.

That's the way it is going to be.

I'm sorry.

One is that I am in a supposedly familiar place but I can't find anything. An example is my former workplace (I'm retired now). But the elevators move sideways or it's suddenly located in the middle of a giant mall and there are always hallways that go to weird places. I consider that to be a stress dream. I had it when I was still working and it still crops up now and then.

The other one is pretty obvious. I have to go to the bathroom in an urgent way. But every time I find one there is something significantly wrong with it. It's flooded or there's no privacy, it's super crowded or there's some other issue. I think that's my now-older me telling me to wake up and go to the bathroom before I do something embarrassing.

When I was younger (decades ago) I had another recurring dream about something good happening. It actually did happen in real life and I have never dreamed about it again. That one is a little spooky because of that.

Just recently - like a few days ago - I had a dream where someone very dear to me who has fairly recently passed had a conversation with me. I'm not going to share details but it's the first time I have dreamed about this person. Not sure what that's about. Possibly a milestone in the grieving process.

Lucid dreaming is where you realize, either during or right after you wake up, you were dreaming. I have lucid dreams just about every night and most times it's about something different. There are some recurring dreams mainly from my time in the AF. Whenever I was changing stations, it was normal for people to take seven days for final out processing to have paperwork signed off from the various base offices. I always got my out processing done early so on the day before I leave all I had to do was sign out at the base personnel office. I had a habit of working the day when I'd sign out and I'd dream that I forgot to make arrangements for the base to schedule the movers to pack and move my household goods. I'd start to get antsy about it until I'm jolted from my dream and realize it was only a dream.

One of the things about being a lucid dreamer is often I can control the direction of the dream. There's been many times I woken up laughing because my dream was really funny.