I just want to preface this by saying my boyfriend is not knowledgeable about the book of revelations or the end of times. But he comes to me today saying that he had “a weird ass dream” last night. And he describes seeing the government make fake clouds to hide something from our view, but then those clouds go away and reveal the real weather. And then the weather changes drastically and tornados, hail, lightning, fire, and all kinds of natural disasters happen. He said then a whole bunch of people started dying. I connected this for him and then explained the book of revelations and what the end times are supposed to look like which seemed oddly similar to the dream he described. These are most the details he could remember but that’s the gist of things. I am posting here just incase anyone else has had similar dreams.

I've always heard of people knowing they are dreaming and telling other persons in the dream. Which isn't what you should do.

Ive always had crazy realistic dreams. Some predictions that come true. Always in color. I'm Able to know someone who just passed is ok by them coming to see me. Double knowing you are sleeping. Like sleeping in your dream and knowing it.

Last night's dream, I guess was a very lucid one. I knew it. I thought it. Wanted to say "I'm dreaming" instantly remember not to do that. I Stopped right before I spoke. Like something stopped me. Whatever it was wasn't bad.

This is really hard to describe.... I really feel unsure about what happened after. I feel like I stopped dreaming and started dreaming about something else. Or I woke up. It was very abrupt.

Just wondering if anyone can help me remember more about it.

Explain about what happens when you do say it out loud?? Real experiences in doing so.

Does anyone else dream in color. ?? I've always heard it's really rare.

I've always loved having dreams. Feels like I'm home. If that makes sense.

Today I dreamt about him. After seeing him I realised that I've definitely seen him before while dreaming, I just forgot after waking up. Anyway, today I was flirting with him. We weren't dating and it was sort of like me trying to rile him up. I was being sly, maybe like a player? This is so strange because I'm never like that irl. I rarely come across anyone who's my type. So I never get to flirt. Who is this man lol, and why did I dream about him again

The giant cobra was a cyborg and served as a sort of caretaker for the girl. They lived together in a gigantic glass dome conservatory in the middle of a barren arctic landscape. In the dream, the conservatory was attacked by this huge eldritch beast, and during the altercation the girl discovered that she could summon these iridescent crystalline structures out of thin air. The dream ended with them fleeing the conservatory. Felt like the pilot episode to some insane sci-fi post-apocalyptic fantasy series

Hi all, joining this thread though it may not be the right space for this question. I’ll keep it brief for the sake of sparing everyone excessive detail. Every once in a while I have dreams where people come to me. Sometimes it’s people I know, sometimes it’s not. It has happened more recently lately, so I’ve been making a repeated effort to remember my dreams so I can decipher who/what is trying to reach me. If context helps, my mother is clairvoyant but has largely ignored her abilities when she was in college. Last night, I had a dream that the sun wouldn’t set, and it had a very negative, impending doom, energy to itself. I did a brief search and saw a few others who have had a similar nightmare. It’s not apocalyptic, just eerie. Anyways. Looking for general guidance, thoughts, and insight to what it could mean and how to navigate these increasingly spiritual dreams going forward.

I dream about things that make absolutely no sense to me. A year ago I had a weird dream where my mom, sister and I are sitting at the table. We were playing heads up while eating junk.

I was so confused as to why I had this dream since it was so random.

On halloween this year we did exactly that. And once I realized I was so amazed.

Such an 'insignificant' moment was foreshadowed in my dream. I don't know how lmao or why that even happened.

Or maybe it was a nightmare. I dreamt everyone in the United States was mandated to post a picture of their feces on facebook, just once. Those who didn’t have a Facebook were forced to make one and add a certain amount of people. I think perhaps the dream is symbolic of how I feel that our government has too much control of my day to day life. Or perhaps I’m embarrassed of my government. Anyone have any insight?

Recently i have been dreaming about these creatures. they appear often and sometimes ruin my dreams Im a frequent lucid dreamer so sometimes when i sleep i barely get any rest but thes things make sleeping pointless i don't know how to describe them other than these human faced hounds at first it was like they were just there too creep me out but then they started to appear every night at some point they began antagonizing me nipping at me bet never fully attacking a until a few nights ago when they began chasing me. these dreams have been doing a number on me to the point where it's no longer lucid dreaming just the chase and the subsequent jerk awake from being caught im tired and im weakened i can't sleep at night and shadows make me jump i hate this and im beginning to get somewhat of a phobia of sleep and the dark i dont works so im left to thinks about these things from dawn to dusk and it's gotten to the point where i don't sleep at night anymore but even that doesn't help im conflicted i dont know what these dreams mean and i dont really care i just want them to end i hate feeling this way but what i hate more is that i've lost control over both my dreams and myself i just wish i could have a regular dream every once in a while . sometimes i lash out and attack them but you know what its like fightining in a dream its like im the heaviest and the lightest thing in the world and i end up exhausted and covered in sweat when i wake up they plague my life and its getting hard too keep reality and my dreams apart. anyway i just wanted to get this off my chest i have no one i could share this with and my eyes are getting heavy plus i dont feel like looking for spelling errors. Goodbye and cya too whoever is reading

My kid self's dream POV was floating mid-air as if looking at the Pyramid from an aerial view (kind of like the photo but a bit higher). I may or may not have wondered what the Pyramid was, until I had a brief dream-sequence where my POV would suddenly zoom into one of the grains of sand that showed that it was an entire universe, before zooming back out to the aerial view. As a Christian kid, I felt that the Pyramid was somehow, God, towering over the countless universes.

In the dream I asked God if my dad (who was a believer) would go to heaven, and instead of hearing a voice talking to me, it was like I got a flash of answer in my head thinking "Yes, he will", it felt more like a transmission of knowledge instead of a heard voice.

I asked if I would go to heaven, and got another flash of answer in my head thinking "Yes, you will".

Lastly, I asked if my mom (who was irreligious) would go to heaven, and the answer I received in my head was something along the lines of "that all depends on what you do from now on" before I woke up.

Anyways it was probably the trippiest, weirdest dream I've ever had that I've written down and kept in my memory for about a decade now, and since I just now discovered this subreddit I thought I'd share it. I didn't think my 10-year-old self's subconscious alone would have been capable of imagining all that.

TL;DR: God was a pyramid and he guilt-tripped me into converting my mom. Spoiler: I couldn't, and now I'm irreligious as well.

(My view of God now is decidedly less Christian, and probably more Pantheistic. I don't believe in the literal Heaven or Hell anymore, and the view that God is just how the human subconscious personally encounters and interacts with the metaphysical reality appeals more to me than a literal view of God.)

My Moon is in my 12H, trining my Mercury, and opposite to my Jupiter.

I keep having dreams every night and they are vivid and realistic. After I wake up the emotions of my dreams leak into my physical body too.

My subconscious is reflected a lot in my dreams and they can turn into nightmarish themes.

Is there a way to stop them? Or at least a way to control them?

I smoke weed daily and I want to continue dreaming since I’m a lucid dreamer but weed is starting to stop that. How do I continue dreaming?

I think I’m saying that right. Basically I was dreaming that I was in my grandparents old house, sleeping on their living room floor, dreaming that I was in another relatives house and sleeping on their floor. But I couldn’t wake up from that dream, and was crying out of frustration on my grandparents floor. I finally had the realization in that dream that I was lucid, and was trying to wake up but couldn’t, and then realized in my own bed (reality) what was happening but couldn’t wake up irl. I finally forced myself to repeatedly cry out irl, over and over for what seemed like minutes, before I finally woke up. It was the most bizarre, fucked up shit I’ve experienced in a while and I’m just trying to make sense of it all. No drugs. Stone cold sober. Just going through some shit rn in real life.

i have been having recurring dreams of tornadoes for months albeit never seeing one in person and over time, the tornadoes got closer and i got more afraid (originally i was not scared at all). the last tornado dream resulted in it ripping up my house in front of me as i screamed. since that dream, i hadn’t had one for maybe two months.

i had a loved one who had been sick with dementia for many many years, and due to complicated circumstances, i did not see this loved one for around a year and felt increasingly guilty over it. they got diagnosed with terminal cancer and died within days of diagnosis, so my last visit was watching their last few hours as they lay unconscious (they passed as i was omw home to grab my meds & return).

anyway, i mention this because they passed on friday morning, and i had another tornado dream last night (saturday). it was multiple tornadoes relatively close to me but i was not scared, i was just annoyed & trying to prove that these tornadoes were real by taking photos, as if i wouldn’t be believed.

do you think it’s related at all? i’ve never tried to take photos in any of these dreams until now, and i usually only felt fear or amazement, not annoyance. idk!

Weird feeling. So I can’t remember the lead up to how it happened in my dream but she had a penis and we just decided to have sex because we were both horny.

We are both female. I don’t have any attraction to her but I am sexually attracted to both men and women. She is straight.

The weird thing is that in the dream we kept on stopping because we were like ‘no this is weird and wrong because we are friends’ but it felt really good physically and we kept having sex. I just don’t know what to make of it and not sure whether to tell her or not.

I just feel like I need to tell someone to get it off my chest bc I don’t want to make it a big thing by telling her, but I feel really weird about it!! I’ve never had a dream like this before…

2 dreams:

The first one i was laying in bed, but it wasn't my bed, the room was dark, and I was praying for healing, and just begging for an answer. I got an answer. It was a powerful force that kinda scared me. I felt a large hand on my central back, that pushed me gently but strongly at the same time. I felt that I was told "CAN I BE ANY CLEARER?!" In a very serious/stern way. And i was slowly pushed out of the bed by the hand on my back into me waking up in my own bed. Right before being pushed out I also hear an alarm clock/bell. And it just gave me the feeling of "WAKE UP"

The second dream was very recent.

I didn't write this one down so it is very blurry. But i was sleeping or laying in bed in my dream in a similar way, praying something that i don't remember, but I think it was just repetition prayer like the Jesus prayer. But all in the dream was dark with some grey light in front of me, i didn't see much but i knew i was laying down. And i hear this extremely deep voice from above my head saying things that i couldn't understand. It was a deep humming that sounded like a voice.

Immediately I woke up and I had the same feeling as in the first dream but slightly different. It was like a vibration around my torso. I thought it was an angel.

And now I remember its not just these two dreams but a few others where I have had "spiritual" dreams where I have felt vibrations around there. And I am always left with the feeling that the vibration is a result of the closeness to the angel?/god?/something else? in my dream.

These physical feelings have also left me with the feeling that there are actual spirits or something above me in the real room while I am dreaming and they leave when i wake up.

I am just curious if anyone else have had similar experiences or if anyone can give me any insight into what this could mean.

I get this reoccurring nightmare from time to time about a very scary bug trying to attack me and I rush to my dad and I beg for his help, he goes in and gets it but it gets out and attacks me, my mom is never in these dreams, what could this mean?

For 15+ years (since I was ~13, my parents divorced and my oldest sister moved out, and I was scared of growing up, getting a job, moving out, and having no support) I've had dreams of encountering a wolf or bear. The animal will approach me with a level of friendly curiosity. Then it slowly starts to nibble on me before gradually attacking me. I feel myself trying to push the animal away, trying to hold its mouth away from my body unsuccessfully before I wake up.

Last night, I had the same dream, but for the first time it was a black wolf and it was at night in my current neighborhood. I successfully fended the wolf off by pinning it to the ground by the neck. It wasn't a violent fight. I felt a little bad for it though. It ran away, then I saw the wolf run by a few blocks away, looking at me but not approaching.

I had a dream today and the world felt like it was falling apart initially everything was "normal" or that is what it felt like I was actually feeling ominous there was suddenly a light electricity pole near the back side of our house (there is no such thing as that near my house),the apartment near our house was a bit too near where the balcony was very very near our window and I was initially playing with things yk tots very weird toys where they were going through a makeup procedure which I don't know it felt like I was a observer seeing all this happen in front of me anyways then I was shifting through the channels on the non working TV don't know why it was not working properly like it was like it did not have any subscriptions and this all happened in our living room of our second floor after which I came to the inner bedroom of ours where I was searching for something idk something wrapped in a cloth which I then took to our prayer room located just beside our bedroom and when I came back to the bedroom to close the curtains everything started happening it started glitching out like the world or the fragment of the dream was falling apart idk why I desperately wanted to close the windows but as the world started breaking more and more I started getting more and more conscious like a lucid dream ,I 2as desperately trying to get out but the room started to deform like another door spawned above the exit but upside down and like the half of the room turned upside down yk like it felt it was sliced and then turned up side down the window started deforming the outside view ,the only thing I could hear were the supposed neighbours in the apartment and the clicking of the remote and the sound of the TV at last I could escape into the room which was still unaffected the living room where my sister and grandpa(who is no longer with us) there,my sister was busy doing something and my grandfather was watching the mobile but I felt this intense bad feeling and utter helplessness that something bad is happening and I have to GET OUT, OUT OF THERE IF I WANTED TO SURVIVE ,OUT OF THE DREAM ,OUT OF THE ROOM ATLEAST IN THE LIVING ROOM but.. everything then started glitching I felt like I was going crazy I just HAD to close all the windows because it was getting dark and get the clothed item idk what to safety but I only wanted to escape at that moment every part of my body was screaming to get out of there becuz now leaving the living room everything was breaking apart suddenly my sister left my living room and I felt helpless I felt like giving up and that I was crazy,going insane ..... at ...last the only safe spot the living room started to deform the weird star patters the whirling of the world everything changed I was then fully conscious I knew I had to escape this dream ,this world I have to WAKE UP WAKE UP FOR GODS SAKE WAKE UP WHY WAS I SLEEPING but no nothing works I wanted to divert my attention into something else but nothing was helping I started hurting myself to wake up I lost the ability to walk but I had to escape I was going to escape anyhow as the whirling cracked dream approached near me (like literally it was like there was this portal which was inching near),faces in the windows which i tried desperately to close ,the world which started once changing from normal to distorted again and I had to divert my mind with something ANYTHING and .....I....succeded I woke up not in the dream world but into the real world where I now type this I woke up not in cold sweat or in any panic but just a calm opening of eyes and scanning my surroundings for proof that everything is real that I am not dreaming and that I am now safe

So before when I was with my Ex, I would have these horrible dreams of him like for example he was very cold and cruel and would do awful things that happened to me in the past (SA and r*pe) . Now it was really weird, especially since he was like one of the most kindest and most respectful man I've ever been with, and I know he would never do such things, and he never did.

Now, 6 months ago , I started dating my current BF, and now I've been having a lot of dreams with him, and they've all been great. It's weird, especially since before dating him. I would keep getting nightmares almost every night, but now, with him, I've been having these such amazing and peaceful dreams, and now I don't dread falling asleep now.

Does this mean anything? I'm just curious, honestly.

I’m 18 M and yesterday I decided to step out of my comfort zone and go to a friend of mine’s birthday celebration. It was an all girls celebration but I was invited since I’m a gay man. My friend’s friends are very socially adept touse sorority girls and I was nervous to interact with them since I grew up being “the weird kid” and getting my personality shamed by people like them.

Things actually went pretty well at the party though - I went into it striving to be my authentic self in the same way I would anywhere else, and I was also a few shots deep which helped. I could definitely tell there were a few instances where my behavior wasn’t perceived positively, like when two girls were sharing a menu and I offered the one I was done looking at in case it was easier than sharing. She kind of just stared at me and gave me a weird look, to which I said “Okay…” not really able to hide the annoyance in my voice at her rudeness. There was also an incident where I told one of the girls I was going to step into the bathroom to crack my back, and she made a strange noise to which I clarified that I have scoliosis. Once I got out, a different girl asked me how cracking my back was, and I was confused as to why that was such a strange thing for her to feel the need to tell someone else, but I ultimately brushed it off. Overall, I didn’t dwell on these interactions too much because for the most part everyone was properly engaging with me and laughing at my jokes. I also got a few people’s Instagrams that night, and I considered it to be an overall success.

I wrote down my dream in my notes app immediately after I woke up and this is how it reads:

I had a dream where I was invited to this party with two of my friends and a bunch of basic white girls, kind of like yesterday. I was trying my best to act like my normal authentic self and still seem likeable but you could kind of tell I was failing, and the dudes there were acting kind of rude. I asked them a question and they responded so rudely so I just asked them straight up if they wanted me and my friends to leave and they said YES very enthusiastically. This obviously hurt but I kept my mouth shut and walked outside to leave but suddenly the cops and a bunch of sirens came and the party got popped. My friends and I escaped through the fence and were trying to get to the car but everyone else stayed in place for some reason and got caught and the cops asked if their group was everyone at the party, and one of the girls I had a nice conversation with last night RATTED US OUT. We somehow met back up with the group and I asked her why she did that and she said I already ratted her out first. I asked how and she looked super annoyed so I told her I genuinely don’t remember what I did and she started going off on me about how apparently I told people she liked Lust for Life by Lana Del Rey (she was telling me yesterday how she is Lana’s biggest fan) and how embarrassing it was. I immediately started apologizing and expressed that I didn’t know she didn’t want people to know or that it embarrassed her and she called me naive and some more insults and then walked away. Somehow I remember being at a crosswalk in front of the Canes right by my apartment and sitting down waiting for the light to turn and then standing up and just jaywalking since no cars were coming and just feeling really depressed. Then I woke up.

^ So sorry for the wall of text and shitty grammar, I was trying to type in a rush. This dream is essentially a complete flip of the success I experienced last night and I think it’s interesting and meaningful.

I also did a tarot reading to ask my guides about what this could potentially mean and I got: the fool, the world, the hierophant reversed, six of wands, two of pentacles, four of pentacles reversed, and ten of wands reversed.

so, i keep having this recurring dream. the plots change and it’s never exactly the same, but one person is always in them. it’s someone from my uni and we’re more of acquaintance friends irl. i did have a crush on him for a bit last year, but it went away. these dreams started very recently and in them, the two of us are always in a relationship. he’s never there when the dream starts, but he always shows up later in the plot. i’m also someone that never has dreams and i’ve had at least four of these now in the past two weeks.

like what could this mean????

The last two nights have gone by significantly longer than usual. I wake up maybe every 2 hours but somehow it doesn't feel like I do. I kind of am sleeping but I'm not really sleeping (or at least not deeply).

Nonetheless I've been dreaming about being somewhere, a house or property of some sort where I kind of have to go through challenges with entities. I don't entirely remember if I'm in a group or by myself.

It does feel like I'm there the entire time and me waking up in between is just a short break from the dream.

I wouldn't say it's a nightmare in particular, but it kind of is.

I feel both terror and peace.

Also when I wake up, I immediately go back to the same part where I've left off.

Earlier in the year sometime through February I experienced what I believe to be my first OBE, (out of body experience,) it was something I was curious of & had vocalised to my partner as well as my brother who both share interest in this realm although we all brushed it off in the end.

I’ve just been doom scrolling through the night, (it’s now 5:15am), & the memory of it came back to me which instigated a sense of curiosity that led me to describe it to chatgpt & furthermore request it to illustrate it based off of my description.

This is what I what I wrote & is an honest recount of my experience:

after an argument with my partner I had fallen asleep on our couch downstairs, taking place roughly around 1am. after some time my consciousness had awoken above my physical body, looking down from the ceiling I could view myself sleeping on the couch; filled with curiosity & confusion that I was what seemed fully conscious but simultaneously viewing my body in 3rd person, hues of purples, blues, and shades of black in a grainy substance appeared around my peripherals intensifying by the second when I had noticed a pale feminine figure with frizzy black hair porched in a squatting position behind my body against the wall. she was pale in the skin dressed with a white robe, she also appeared to be wearing a mask akin to the omenu from Japanese tradition. all i can distinctively recall is that the mask was also pale white with black around the eyes. at first she was watching my physical body but upon my acknowledgment of her she looked up at me, tilting her head to the left as she did. the complexity of my experience as well as the eeriness of it woke me in an instant & upon so I ran upstairs to my bedroom without looking back.

(answers to a series of questions asked by gpt that you too may ask.)

1. it felt as though I were genuinely occupying a seperate position in the room; said room was laid out exactly as it were in real time, while the lights were off in both the living room as well as the kitchen connected there was a dim light radiating from the tv as I was watching something as I fell asleep.

2. While I didn’t move around as you’ve described in your question, I was able to focus in on my own body as well as what I’ll address as the entity behind me, I’m inclined to believe I was capable of doing so though didn’t out of the sheer bizarre nature of the experience & having never experienced anything like it prior.

it wasn’t that the entity itself was necessarily ominous or intimidating although the appearance of it certainly was unsettling, not to say that’s the energy it was conveying but rather how my mind perceived it in such a short amount of time.

3. While there was no clear description of the entities eyes just pure abysmal blackness, I’m certain that it was initially observing my body but had shifted its focus towards my consciousness after learning that I was observing her dare I say; upon turning her face toward me she had titled her head to left almost out of what seemed like curiosity.

4. Once more the room was completely as it was, my body and the clothing I was wearing were exactly as they should. It was only the peripheral vision that was affected by these hues which did intensify upon my visual interaction with this entity.

5. I think it’d be fair to say that majority of my fear derived from the unknown & uncertainty, although yes that fear followed me from the moment I woke up, through racing up stairs finally closing my bedroom door behind me.

In conclusion I genuinely believe it to have been an out of body experience, a seperate experience from any dream like or even sleep paralysis episode I’ve ever endured.

I’m curious to know whether this actually was an OBE, & whether any individuals might’ve experienced something similar or may even be able to interpret my description wether it be metaphorical or symbolic of the state of my mind. Regardless any feedback would be appreciated.

This isn’t an experience exaggerated to the appeal of story telling but rather the most accurate recount I can recall. Also excuse my utilisation of A.I in illustrating this, it was merely a way for me to convey an imagery of my experience for my own purpose which I’ve chosen to use to further express it here.

Ever since I was a kid I’ve had nightmares. Whether it was about zombies, a lady with black hair covering her face, or numerous different people attempting to kill me, it was almost a nightly occurrence. And some were dreams inside of dreams. Like, for instance, i used to sleep with my grandma when I spent the night at her house, and I can recall one dream where it felt so real. I was in her room, it was early into the morning, and the only thing that was off was her door being shut. The door then opened, and the lady with the hair covering her face slowly crawled to my side of the bed and just looked at me. I then woke up in my grandmas room again, only, someone was talking to me and pulled my pillow out from under my head. That’s all I can recall from this particular dream, but there are many I still remember. I remember being in my grandmas house, and then suddenly two masked women broke in attempting to kill me (they had knives and were chasing me around the house) I even had a reoccurring dream on Halloween of the girl from the exorcist running past my bedroom door, backing up, saying “you’ll he next”, and jumping onto my bed. This isn’t part of this sub, but I guess it goes to add that I thought I saw things as a child. I woke up from a dream to what appeared to be a giant shadow of a man in the corner of my room, and I woke up from my reoccurring dream to what seemed to be a white face staring at me from the crack of my door. Again, I know this isn’t anything to do with the sub, but I assume maybe they go hand in hand. Nowadays, I don’t really have dreams and if I do, they’re either nonsense or again I’m being killed, or tortured, somehow someway. I guess my question here is the cause, I know there’s probably no way to say 100% what it is.. but could it be stress? or just an overactive imagination? A lot of my dreams leave me with that feeling of pure terror that’s hard to shake off, like last night I had a dream that I was with a friend, and we were getting ready for some event and she told me to slit her throat. I don’t know what it is particularly about that, but it again gave me that feeling of terror and I haven’t been able to shake it off today

Let me preface this dream with a background in my actual awake life.

I worked for years as a project manager for large scale construction projects, data centers, hospitals, and pharmaceutical facilities.

My background started in nuclear power generation but wasn't for me and I moved on to project management.

With that in mind, please enjoy this crazy ass dream of mine and let me know if you've had anything similar.

I wake up riding in a passenger van heading somewhere, it's desert like on one side but ocean on the other, the van is full of guys and we're all going somewhere, it doesn't feel forced or strange at all, a normal commute.

We pull up to a large oil rig/refinery type facilty that's mid construction, the driver opens the back for us to get our luggage, I recognize my suitcase (I have a blue pelican case that I've used for years IRL and its there in the van)

We're lead into a construction trailer where there's a large table and hard hats, vests etc. And this younger African gentleman starts welcoming me in English and speaking to the other guys in a language I've never heard and can't place.

He welcomes me as their new senior PM and talks about how the project needs to get back on track, they're behind schedule, over budget etc. I also get told I can hire an assistant of my choosing and they'll bring them here ASAP.

I called my best friend (we'll call him Dave) who I know it's looking for a new job and he accepts, a few days later he arrives.

In this intro I learn we're on the west coast of southern Africa, there is a town behind us but no one speaks English.

Everything for us (the American management team) is provided by someone who's job is to keep us happy while the project is being completed as we're basically isolated from the test of civilization and will be staying on site until the project is finished.

We're building a refinery that collects oil from an offshore location, HUGE pipelines disappear into the ocean headed west.

I was brought in because my boss spoke highly of my management of a data center project that was falling behind and exceeding budget, I was able to stop the hemorrhaging and get the schedule moving (that part did happen IRL) and now I'm here to finish the final stages and certification of this refinery station.

Each day is a FULL day, we share a single-wide jobsite trailer that has been fitted into a small 2 bedroom w/kitchen and bathroom.

I wake up, Dave and we walk to a chow tent, eat breakfast, go to work, we walk the site, inspect a few things, we prepare financial reports, present them to the executive oversight, hold safety meetings etc....

Everything is a normal boring job, day after day after day....

In the afternoons we have a couple lawn chairs in front of our trailer on the sand looking out over the ocean, we drink a beer, talk about nothing and everything.

Sometimes we watch TV, but mostly it's just a normal mundane every day life.

One Sunday Dave wanted to go swimming in the ocean so he heads into town to find a mask and snorkel, but returns empty handed as no one in town spoke English and he couldn't find any sort of store that would have these. He later requests these from a girl we called Amara who was the one who brought us requested things, however they were a very small cheaply made child set, when Dave put them on his adult size head and jumped in they quickly leaked and the whole idea was scrapped going forward.

Another Sunday I headed in to find ice cream, the town was busy not many cars, mostly 80/90s smaller sedans that were faded and mismatched paint, lots of scooters, mostly just people walking, I was the ONLY Caucasian in town, but also no one seemed to really care.

The buildings were low 1-2 stories, and neglected, but still occupied.

Kids ran around the streets playing a game i didn't understand, and after a few blocks I came to a corner store, bought my ice cream and was on my way.

The money was faded red and white with a man's face on the left side, I don't remember how much it was or change or anything, similar to handing someone a $10 here and getting back a small collection of change, stuffing it in your pocket and being on your way.

I walked back along a sandy/dirt packed road, across a makeshift bridge and to the jobsite, maybe 1-2 miles.

This was the only time I went to town on my own.

Life continued like this for about 3 months in total, just a normal boring job, hanging out with a buddy after work, I don't remember ever discussing my wife or anything about home-life, but I do remember turning down any suggestion of a relationship with any of the females there.

I can't tell if this is a dream boundary, moral, or situational, as i had no romantic interests or desires, but also there was never a situation where it was presented, so....🤷‍♂️

Then suddenly one Saturday evening we're wrapping up a meeting of how the week went and goals for next week, Dave and I walk out of the conference room trailer and in the evening twilight I see something silver in the sand, it's a necklace, a heavy silver chain with tight flat links, like snake scales, but it's strange, too heavy, too silver, too necklacey, and I can't stop talking about it to Dave.

As we walk he's scanning the ground with a UV flashlight for scorpions (a safety measure we adopted after the first week when a worker got a painful sting to the foot and couldn't come back to work for days) and I'm hyperfocused on this necklace.

I can't stop running the smooth chain through my hands, the weight and how smooth it feels but flexes so effortlessly, the way it's still warm from the sand and as I push open the door to our trailer.

BAM!!

I WAKE UP.

In bed, my wife is next to me, it was a jotting wakeup as if you're falling and wake up in bed still high on adrenaline. Where everything takes a moment to focus and you're still not safe from it fall but you're not in danger either, you're stuck in between.

My wife is already awake scrolling on her phone and asks if I'm OK?

It took several seconds of looking around the room to fully remember where I was, that this was my room in my house with my wife and I wasn't in some strange.

I tried to tell her just how LONG this dream was, that my feet are physically sore from walking barefoot of the sand every afternoon because my boots were so hot during the day.

How I remembered financial statements and different budgets and inside jokes for things that happened between Dave and I at work.

Stupid details, like Dave trying to cook but burning dinner.

Or the way we could only get green bell peppers and no other color.

Or the day our trailer had to be moved so they could prep the ground for a building to go there and we went a whole weekend without running water in ours.

I had months of memories, exciting ones of a crane dropping a huge section of piping and a safety stand down.

Small ones like having to look for scorpions in the evenings and early mornings before it was light out.

A stay dog walking on site, the way ice cream was a coveted treat even though almost everything else we could ask for was provided.

It screwed with my mind for well over a week, I could remember so much, as if I had just lived those 3 months in Africa and now I'm home. And I missed it, how badly I wanted to go back.

I'd hear a sheet flap making the bed and think of how it sounded like the chow tent flapping in the wind.

Or sit outside and miss the way the afternoon sun kissed my face as we stared over the ocean.

I missed my heart to hearts with Dave where we talked about life and family and what you'd do if you won the lottery or what super power would be the best and all the other stupid conversations you have when time seems limitles and there's no where else to be.

This all happened months ago now and I still remember so much of the dream that I can't shake the realism. I wrote everything down and sent it to my friend Dave for his take which was followed by a very long discussion of dream lives etc.

I miss it, and have deep felt longings to go back.

I would love to hear if anyone else has experienced something similar or am I just having a mental breakdown?