Good Hair Day

I dreamt that we were all back at school and I hadn't done my coursework and we had to go to Mrs. Sides classroom to get our planners for the new year. While I was standing in the que Troy brushed past me, my crush, and sat down next to the table Mrs. Sides (our teacher) was at.

It was my turn to get my planner and I found myself trying to get my hair all neat and tidy although my hair had other plans it ended up all over the place. I turned to round to look at my crush and he was lookng at me my hair suddenly went into a ponytail all nice and tidy without me doing anything.

Everything went into slow motion after that, I picked up my planner and as I walked away Troy grabbed my arm and we walked out of the classroom together. All my coursework worries were out the window, it was like when I was with him everything didn't matter anymore. it then ended with us walking into the school office.

Lauren

8 Mile

Dear Peregrin.

In waking life something like this happened, but I knew all about what was going to go down. I was the one that pushed it to happen. There is a reason why I did. Stupid me, regret that now and so does he. Which now the relationship is on an up and down (but it is doing a bit better). Long story though, but thought I add that to see if it changes the dream interpretation. The situation did not happen like in the dream. That situation happened a week ago. It involves his ex by the way.

This is the first dream: Last night, (August 1) I had a dream that I walked into my bathroom. The shower curtain was drawn closed, but I heard noises. It was a white shower curtain, but I was able to see the skin of the people in the tub. There was no water or shower running. When I drew open the curtain, my boyfriend was having sex with another woman. My boyfriend had a "flushed" (best way I can put it) look on his face, but at the same time it almost looked apologetic.

The dream then changes and I'm lying on the kitchen floor of my parent's apartment waiting for him to call me, which he never did. In my head (thoughts of how the conversation would probably go when he called me) I am having a conversation. I'd hear him and me talking. He was telling me that "It was not what I thought" and I was saying to him "OK, whatever!" That is when I woke up.

I had a dream this morning (August 5) I woke up crying from, but you will see why. I had this same dream years ago for the exception of the start of the dream, but I will tell you when the dream I had years ago is taking place. The dream starts with me standing in front of 2 very tall men in business suits. I am also there with another girl. I cannot see her face or theirs. I have a feeling (in the dream) that they want to make us 'prostitutes' and we don't want to. I manage to have a knife that I throw at one of the men. I think it stabs him in the left hand. While he is focused on the stab, I run. I come to this white metal door with a keyhole. I try to open it, but I can't. I push, I run into the door, but nothing. At the same time, fearing that if I do not open the door, the man will catch me.

Then I hear my boyfriend's voice saying 'kick the door!' So on the first kick it opens. When the door opens there are staircases, one going up and one going down. I think to myself if I go up, he will catch me on the roof. I take the stairs going down.

I then find myself embracing with my boyfriend. I feel that in the dream my boyfriend is a homicide detective. While I am embracing him, I look to his right and see the girl that was with me in the beginning of the dream standing and getting some kind of red liquid poured over her. It almost looked heavy enough to be spaghetti pasta sauce. I felt that she was being transformed into something, while she had this liquid being poured over her she was screaming. I feel that this girl is my boyfriend's ex. For some reason, my boyfriend did not pay no mind to her. He was only focused on me.

This is when the dream I had many years ago begins. While we are embracing, I look at him and say, "You know, I had this dream before and you were the man in my dream." He then looks at me and says to me, "cause I am the man of your dreams." He then smiles at me and we kiss.

Then this short Hispanic guy with brown complexion shows up in the dream. He is dressed in typical detective clothing. He is my boyfriend's partner. He is speaking back to another cop and telling him that he was going to get 3 burgers and that we were going with him. We walk over to his car and his car is white, it almost looks like a convertible. The backseat of the car, you have to pull out of the car it is very weird. You have to pull them up as you would with a sofa bed. I hope you can picture what I am trying to say. My boyfriend is the one trying to get the seat up by the way.

While we are talking this guy comes over and my boyfriend's partner (as well as I can remember how the conversation went) tells my boyfriend that what the guy is holding is some kind of new drug called '8 mile' or 'Mile 8.' Suddenly there is commotion and a man with a gun shows up. I think his name is Steve; at least this is the name that comes to mind or that I hear I am not sure I remember correctly. He is about 30-50 feet away from us. He starts shooting, to make it short, my boyfriend gets shot, but I cannot remember if he got shot trying to save me or if he just got shot by a bullet because it was aiming at him, I'm not sure.

Suddenly everything goes very slow, my boyfriend falls forward; I manage to put my arms under him and manage to turn him over. My boyfriend looked like he was already going into shock from the bullet wound. I did not see any blood on him so I did not see where he was shot. All I knew is that he was dying in my arms. I started screaming, 'No, no, no!' and crying.

I then woke up crying and saying 'No, no, no!' My boyfriend was in bed when I woke up. I hugged him really tight. Since waking up from the dream, I never realized how much I love him and need him in my life. Now I fear for his life even more now since he works as a bouncer and he may run into these dangers.

This part of the dream I am about to tell you was not in my original dream. My boyfriend, my boyfriend's homicide partner, and a friend of my boyfriend (in waking life) and me are on a boardwalk. I looked towards the ocean and see a big, giant ferris wheel in the ocean. Where I live the amusement park is called Deno's Wonder Wheel Park. The Wonder Wheel is the name of the giant ferris wheel, which is the one that was in the ocean. It is sea green with the outer edges and the letters 'Wonder Wheel' in red. People were within it and were trying to roll it themselves in the water. They were far into the ocean. For some reason, I did not find it abnormal, so I paid no mind to it. Then focused my attention back on what I was doing before I noticed the ferris wheel. I feel that this part of the dream was like the 'intermission' before the final curtain call is the best way I can put it.

I've been told that when you dream of someone getting killed, it usually means that the person will live a long life. The dream concerns my boyfriend since I had it many years ago before I knew him; I dreamt with him and now that I know him, I dreamt it again the same way.

I would really appreciate your feedback on this. I am afraid of this dream coming true. I know this is long, but I wanted to be as detailed as I can be.

Thank you.

VM

Guitar

Hi, all I remember from my dream is a guitar on my mom's kitchen table, what do you think it means? I play guitar.

Thanks

Tom

Why We Dream

I have one simple question on why dream comes into being and other interesting question is what I dreamed sometimes becomes real in the future--same conditions happen in the future which have been existed in my dream at the past. Many friends told me the same experience, I am very curious about it, can you give me an explantion?

JohnBoy

I Think I'm Scared

Dear Peregrin,

The first part, I was going to church and looking for a rosary to take and use. I had several to choose from and wanted my favorite. The one I chose had a big Madonna on it. Some sort of smooth blue stone. I chose it over a heart shaped center one. (Also blue center) I got to the church late (I usually dream of being late) and saw an open seat next to a high school friend. I saw a seat next to my parents as well, but chose to go in the pew next to the high school chum, and remember feeling, "oh no, now I can't say the rosary without being embarrassed" Yet, I didn't really care, I wanted to sit next to her. Everyone was watching me, the church was crowded, but I didn't feel upset about it, which is sort of out of character for me. (To not be nervous or upset)

Then I went outside to smoke and came back in and sat in a different area with other friends, one being an old co-worker. We laughed and had a good time, talking about how we used to smoke in the workplace and drink lots of coffee, and were wired up having a good time. I believe, but am not completely sure, that this co-worker died a couple years ago. I really do not remember. Everyone was laughing and having a good time. My high school chum joined us. Then a cousin of mine.

Somehow, I jumped from the church to my place of physical therapy where I watched everyone else in the pool, I didn't join in. I don't feel any strong feelings about that.

I am scheduled for surgery tomorrow and thinking that I may have talked to a possibly deceased person may be a bad sign. LOL! What do you think?

BookJunkie

Video Games Are Boring

Dear Peregrin,

Last night I had an interesting dream. :)

I was spending the night at my friends house, and we were hanging out in her living room. I didn't care much about anything in the dream, but I was sitting on the couch eating starbursts from a bowl next to the couch. My friend was playing a Mario video game and would do anything to beat it. She kept trying so hard and I didn't care and shed always go "damn I was so close too" and I would be like sure whatever its just a dumb game and eat another starburst. Then I realized this wasn't her house it is my school. But it was still somehow her house because it looked like it and her dad was home doing random things in the house. Somehow we were timed how long we could play the video game, kind of like a lunch break. When the "bell rang'" she said she couldn't beat it and said lets go up to the office and ask for one that is beaten. I didn't care and said ok and grabbed a whole bunch of starburst from the bowl and made sure her dad wasn't looking at me (hehe)

My friend in the dream does not go to the same school as me in reality.

That's it, I was pondering what this might mean if you can help thatd be great.

Jesser

Nothing is Right

Dear Peregrin,

Last night I had a horrible set of dreams. I dreamt that I kept visiting this restaurant with mean people that worked there. There was a restroom located in the center of the room and it was open for all to see. I kept walking in and out of the restaurant. Then I was in my house when a woman who was my childhood babysitter came to visit. She walked in, said "hi" all cheerful, then walked right past me. The next time I saw her she was drunk. Her drunk boyfriend came over later with a bottle of alcohol and a gun. He didn't use the gun but he had it.

Can you make anything out of this mess?

Nick

Unpaid Bill

Dear Peregrin,

I am a 35 year old woman. Last nite, I had a dream that I was a teenage boy with 2 younger sisters and a mother. There was no father around. I do have 2 younger sisters in reality and my mother was a single mother, but I didn't recognize the faces in the dream to be my mother or sisters. This dream was so embarrassing because I think I was going thru puberty. I kept having erections and kept masturbating. It was so real. I would have to keep excusing myself in front of others to go and 'relieve' myself. (embarrassed) I was never with a female, which was a relief to me.

Anyway, I remember being in my childhood home in this dream. and I kept feeling that I was overwhelmed with female energy. Always gettin used by women/ females. After the episodes of self stimulation, I remember giving my mother some money to help with the bills. some of that money was to be used to pay a cell phone bill. My "mom" pays the bill but doesn't pay my cell phone bill because she says that the company understands. Instead, she buys herself new clothes. She manipulated me into thinking that what she did was alright. I felt emasculated and angry by this. I wake up.

Please see if you can deciper this weird dream for me? I would definitely appreciate it.

Nneka

Car

I was walking along and I saw a few people gathered around a car. I went over to have a look I went round to the drivers side and Jake my ex boyfriend was sitting in it. He asked how I was and said that i looked nice. I said thanks and asked him if he could take me for a spin, but we didnt we went for a walk instead. As we were walking he put his arm around me and I could really feel myself getting nervous because I still really like him.

Lauren

Dream before surgery

Dear Peregrin,

The first part, I was going to church and looking for a rosary to take and use. I had several to choose from and wanted my favorite. The one I chose had a big Madonna on it. Some sort of smooth blue stone. I chose it over a heart shaped center one. (Also blue center) I got to the church late (I usually dream of being late) and saw an open seat next to a high school friend. I saw a seat next to my parents as well, but chose to go in the pew next to the high school chum, and remember feeling, "oh no, now I can't say the rosary without being embarrassed" Yet, I didn't really care, I wanted to sit next to her. Everyone was watching me, the church was crowded, but I didn't feel upset about it, which is sort of out of character for me. (To not be nervous or upset)

Then I went outside to smoke and came back in and sat in a different area with other friends, one being an old co-worker. We laughed and had a good time, talking about how we used to smoke in the workplace and drink lots of coffee, and were wired up having a good time. I believe, but am not completely sure, that this co-worker died a couple years ago. I really do not remember. Everyone was laughing and having a good time. My high school chum joined us. Then a cousin of mine.

Somehow, I jumped from the church to my place of physical therapy where I watched everyone else in the pool, I didn't join in. I don't feel any strong feelings about that.

I am scheduled for surgery tomorrow and thinking that I may have talked to a possibly deceased person may be a bad sign. LOL! What do you think?

bookjunkie

Break-In

I had a rather disturbing dream last night. I was in my apartment, although it wasn't my real apartment. It was at night and my blinds were drawn up, two guys walked by, one looked at me, but they kept walking.

Later I found myself crouching behind a countertop while one of the guys was peering through the window on my door while jiggling the handle trying to get in. In my dream I went to sleep and woke up and found that my window had been opened, but no one was in my apartment. I went to a neighbors, who actually happens to be a real neighbor of mine, and we called the police. When the police showed up they didn't seem to care that someone tried to / achieved their goal of breaking in and the police drove off. I was sitting in my neighbors apartment when he asked me if the two guys were short, at that point.. a chubby little boy burst into his apartment. His mother was behind him and apologized. I was freaked out at what had happened and had yelled at the mother, she reached over as to slap me or something and I woke up out of the dream. I was quite shaken and was worried that someone might break in. I slept with the lights on and would drift off, but would re-wake up thinking someone was in the room with me.

I interned in a Criminal Defense office this summer, so maybe I'm reacting to "defending" criminals who do this sort of thing.. but I've had dreams before about people trying to break into my apartment before I started my internship, which luckily ended today.

Any help would be greatily appreciated.

Jen

Televangelist

Could you please tell me about a letter I wrote to a TV minister on 7-10-02 ?

Now, let me tell you an unusual and true story involving the minister & this letter. Last year, I wrote a TV minister a letter on 7-10-02. It wasn't a love letter, though--- just plain fan mail.. After writing that letter, I often had several non-sexual/non-romantic dreams about him that either involved me meeting him, seeing him on TV, or just seeing his picture. One of the dreams involved him reading my letter in the prescence of me and my mom. This year, I still dream about him.

Could you tell me what does these dreams mean and whether the dreams and letter has something to do with my life?

Thank you,

Shannon

Maintenance Man

Hi,

This may be an odd dream. My dream started with me walking down the sidewalk with my parents on move in day back to college (I'm going into my junior year). So we're walking to where I need to register (get my new dorm key, financial aid stuff) and a maintenance man who works there is walking right behind me. I sense his presence but don't turn around. He somehow gets ahead of my family and I in order to hold the door even though his hands are full with a box of some type. He manages to hold the door even though I tell him it's not necessary and I will hold the door. My impression in the dream was that he was trying to impress my parents.

In life right now, I am friends with this maintenance man (I met him the first day of school in freshmen year) and over time, I developed feelings for him. I think he has feelings for me but is afraid to act on them.

Thanks!

Denise