I keep having a recurring dream where I go to a store, museum, convention or some other place to that effect and find there is a disappointing lack in products or exhibits. It's never empty; it just has one or two items when I'd expect a dozen (e.g., the only things on the menu at a big restaurant are napkins and orange juice).
When I was little I had two recurring dreams: being naked in public, and being in a car speeding down the road with no driver. Haven't had either in a while.
I've also had a lot of kinda traumatizing dreams too that genuinely freak me out when I wake up. In the last 6-or-so years I think I've had 10 or 11 involving a gruesome death, and maybe 3 involving rape. e_O Yeah, I'd rather not know why.
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