Post your dreams - no interpretation.

The_Minister

I am starting this thread (with the permission of the provocative Peachypants) so that those who wish to simply post and share their dreams, but not have them disected, may do so.
It would probably be good if people said why they don't want these dreams interpreted.
I have two dreams to start us off.

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This first one borders on being a nightmare, and just stops short by not being scary at the time, just haunting me later. It is a nasty dream, but one that I know the route cause of, so I need no interpretation.

I am in bed and there is a small piece of skin hanging off my foot, which I go to remove. Suddenly I am whipping chunks off my foot, taking big strips away at a time. I think that I am getting rid of the bad skin.
When I look at my foot, I see a dessicated and wizened thing, yellow and textured like straw, as if a hollow mesh of ancient, rotted bones forms my foot. My toenails are yellow like the fingernails of a constant smoker, and pitted and cracked. It is a horrible sight. I wonder how I will show my parents.

For the rest of the day this image appeared whenever I closed my eyes. I have not described it well, so it must seem tame, but I asure you that it was chilling

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This second dream is an old and fragmented one. I wrote it down but the dream jumps about and details are missing. Its age, combined with inaccuracy, make it unsuitable for interpretation. Areas where there might have been something, but is forgotten, I will write [BLANK]. I am copying this from the notebook, where I first wrote it.

We took a car journey (family style) down the country. We passed a dead sheep on the road and one in the corner of a field, in which a farmhouse sat.
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I am walking with three good friends, I, D & J along a karst landscape. We are walking on a limestone path. I whispers to me that the other two are terminal, "they don't have long". J had a [BLANK] (began with an "S") and dave had [BLANK]. "I"asks me if I want to run (meaning outrun the others and leave them behind). We head down the limestone path but the other two cut in front of us.
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Its the car journey home, and my parents are driving fast and somewhat recklessly. We turn down a steep path to avoid the highway traffic. I look up from the car and see the traffic passing above us. I notice a truck in particular. Ahead of us, there is a corner which we cannot see around due to bushes. The road is made of stone and is cracked and pitted. There is another dead sheep, its blood crossing the road in a wide strak diagonally towards us. There is a pool of blood where the streak begins, at the field gate. We drive on up the road and see the same farmhouse as before. There are Gardai wandering in he field in front.
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There is a wolf trying to get through the door but I stop it by blocking the door. It is small but, it's size is not important. It runs through the encircling corridor, to the other side of the house. I try to stop it coming in by piling up objects in front of the door, but the objects are smaller when I leave the door and the wolf begins to push it open. The only thing that will stop it coming through is me, so I cannot leave the door. I look through the glass in the door,(which wasn't there before) and see a young girl with tawny hair, wolf eyes and fangs.
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I'm in a queue, knowing that it could burst in and kill everyone because we don't have silver or don't know how to use it.

iFight

May aswell, last night, in my dream:

I thought that it was the first day of scool again, I was back in primary school for some reason. Sure I was walking around talking and all of a sudden im called to go to the sports hall where a basketball match was going on.
I kind of blanked then for a while and I remember myself injured in an alley.

That's it. Weird, I know. Makes no sense.