What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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Repulsion: cuddling a topless boy acquaintance from high school.

Dreamt about visiting a Buddhist temple

Someone unlocked the bathroom for me

had another one of those dream oscillations that awoke me with a start. I don't know what to call those dreams.

Sad: moving house again. Everything I couldn’t bring, I put in the yard for others to take.

^^^^HoboJungle, To dream that you or someone is moving in or out of a place signifies your desire or need for change. It may also mean an end to a situation or relationship; you are moving on. Alternatively, it indicates your determination and issues regarding dependence/independence.

I haven't really slept well enough to dream in the last couple of weeks. However, I did have a graphic dream where I was caught in a parking lot and was about to be shot. I think the events in the news have been really getting to me.

I could hear a bassline to a well known song then looked down and saw myself playing the bass. After waking up, I checked online and I had been playing the right notes...

Something I knew and forgot, or just some dream-state perfect pitch? Who knows.

I was surrounded by cheese. I'm vegan so I don't even eat regular cheese.

Cheese
To see cheese in your dream symbolizes gains and profits. Alternatively, the dream may be a metaphor for something that is "cheesy" or lame. Or it could be saying that you need to smile more.

I can't remember the last time I dreamt of cheese, it'd have to be a dream from several years ago, where I was picking lasagna leaves off of a huge lasagna mountain, lasagna has cheese in it so I guess that was a cheese dream of sorts.

Lasagna leaves?

yes, it was a very entertaining dream if I do say so myself, I was on a giant jiggling mountain of lasagna, and leaves grew off of lasagna plants on the lasagna mountain.

Did the plants have ravioli seeds?

my dream did not have that level of granular detail, unfortunately. but a guy pulled up in a white pickup truck, he had a bullhorn and he shouted up at us on the lasagna mountain, "how much power does that thing generate?" to which I responded, "1.21 jigglewatts!" then somebody down below piped up with, "why doncha just EAT the damned thing?!"
I so miss lasagna I never get to eat that.

Living in a cluttered attic. Mother almost caught me smoking.

I wish apon you more granular dreams! Why don’t ya get to eat it anymore? Because of the carbs?