What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I had a dream I was in California. Not sure why. I was newly single, trying to find a place to live with no income. I ended up in a weird place with buildings super close together and colorful motorcycle helmets that were placed around everywhere like artwork. Everything was kind of dirty and it was dusk and I was wandering around. I didn't have a place to sleep. I somehow ended up on a bus with some people I knew, and it was driving too fast and I was scared but it ended up being fine... I don't remember what else happened. It's hard to explain.

i dreamt i was going to the state fair, and as soon as i stepped out of my car my clothing somehow disappeared and i was walking nekkid to the ticket gate, my older brother saw me and laughed at me uproariously, then guided me back to my car to find my clothes on the front seat. i sheepishly put them back on, then awoke.

I don't remember what I dreamed, but I woke up horizontally across the foot of the bed, on my back with my fists clenched. My teeth were clenched so tight I had a headache and it was hard to open my jaw. My mattress was sliding off the left side of the bed, at least 1/4 off. All my pillows including my body pillow were on the floor. My duvet was twisted but still on the bed. My dog who normally sleeps with me was outside my bedroom door scratching to get in, and very upset. I sense that I called out in fear during my sleep.

I think I forgot my Prazosin, which prevents nightmares.

^^^nightmare. from the sounds of it, that was no ordinary nightmare but a nightmore. speaking of such, i nightmared that i was accosted by a maga who pulled a pistol on me and made me withdraw my savings from my bank, then he got impatient and robbed the whole bank while waving his pistol and shooting it everywhere.

I played The Sims 4 for the first time today and during my afternoon nap later on, I had a dream, in which I was creating new characters and having lesbian sex with one of them

I don't remember much about this dream except I was in a library working on a class assignment and my father (again in B&W) was watching from an employee's desk.

He approached me and told me, "Son, next time you see your therapist, just tell your therapist to you want to work in your field that you want and not what your mom wants."

I have to write quickly so I don't forget!

I just dreamed that I was in my bedroom, and I noticed for the first time that there was a bakery attached to one side of the room with no partition. I was wondering how I had slept or relaxed in my room previously, without noticing the delicious aroma of baked goods or the really cute baker in the muscle shirt who worked there.

I struck up a conversation with the baker, who turned into a barista and was making coffee. He was flamboyantly gay and very friendly. He was talking about fashion and colour, so I asked his advice on redecorating my bedroom. I said I would pay him cash "under the table" as my interior decorator if he was interested in helping me with my theme bedroom. He was very eager and started with the curtains, since I'm adverse to sunlight.

As he continued designing my bedroom, the planning evolved from bedroom design into wedding reception planning. My bedroom turned into the yacht club I used to attend as a child which has been subsequently rebuilt. He kept asking when my wedding was. I was trying to defer the topic by telling him it was "years away", since I knew I wasn't really getting married. I didn't want him to stop the wedding planning because I was enjoying seeing the old locations which were very nostalgic. I've even tried hypnosis in real life to relive some of the visions I had in that dream.

The barista showed me a glass dome like the red rose dome in Beauty and the Beast, which illuminated visions of my future wedding inside. There were beautiful changing colours inside the dome. Somehow I looked like Audrey Hepburn and I was dancing? My late father was in the glass dome dancing with me. I also saw visions of sentimental childhood places that I had forgotten in real life. As I was watching, the barista continued trying to dress my windows so that there wouldn't be too much sunlight at the wedding. More and more windows kept appearing, and I kept saying "I swear I've never seen that window before! How did it get here?!", but he always knew exactly what to do in terms of window treatments.

A blonde woman arrived and somehow I told her I was autistic. She took me very seriously and didn't dismiss me or become condescending like some people would. She was catering to all my sensory needs for the wedding, including the removal of the bakery from the side of my bedroom / wedding reception. I told her I wasn't really getting married but she said it was OK, and just to enjoy the dream.

It's obvious there is a strong streak of nostalgia in your being.

Have you seen the recent movie about Johnny Cash's life: "I Walk the Line"?

I was in a high school when I started having one of those clothes you're-wearing-suddenly-disappear dreams.

First it was my T-shirt and I was wearing a camisole underneath and was going around asking students if they has seen my shirt. Then they start laughing and when I looked down I saw that my pants were now gone and I'm just in my underwear. So I'm *nearly* naked, and freaking out trying to find my missing clothes. And then suddenly I discover I've been carrying them in my arm. Also I was supposed to take the bus home from the school but I took so long looking for my magically disappearing-reappearing clothes that I had to call a cab or for my parents to come get me.