The first remembered dream of 2025 was of an F1 race. There was an accident, and the commentators commented that David Coulthard had died. What so terrible had happened that they could immediately be sure of death? I didn't want to see it. Later it turned out that his head had come off.
George Clooney was going to rape me. That's what you get when you watch ER and hate his character.
I was waiting for the bus, but when it came it was so full that I decided not to go. I threw my glass of soda at the bus, and the police followed me. I flew away. While flying, I wondered why I was even waiting for the bus when it was expensive, when I could always just fly home. I hear that flying dreams are common among people and I always thought I don't have them, but sometimes I do.
I was in some city. I wanted to leave but I didn't know where the train station was. In desperation, I squatted down on the street. Then some guy farther away started shooting people with a gun. I ran away, and ended up hiding in the basement of an apartment building with some guys. One of them tried to dig us even deeper into hiding.
My cholesterol was 8. I didn't understand how it could be so high when I don't eat carbs and when my cholesterol has always been good in real life and has been praised.
We were on a ship that was like a combination of Estonia and Titanic, and we knew it would sink. We decided to stay in Stockholm so as not to sink with it. The ship was Silja Line, and its name was Saku. Silja Saku.
I was put in prison in a big and wide tower even though I wasn't a prisoner. At one point everyone else was taken away but I was left. Sometimes I was outside in the rain in a rain shelter but wherever I went I got water on me. I realized that the water was coming from the roof. Finally the tower started to collapse and I thought I was going to die here because there was no way I could get out. But one guy realized that there must be grooves for the water to get out. He, me and one other guy went down that super fun happy slide. That guy even helped me to safety with his hand. The other two of us thanked him a lot for saving us.
In my hometown preparations were being made for a Russian invasion, military equipment was being transported and Hornets were flying low. I went on an evacuation trip with others. In the suburbs, there were people by a campfire, they also turned out to be Russian women in the wilderness. But there were Russian men by the next campfire, one of whom threatened my elementary school friend with a shotgun. I intervened. Then, farther away, there was an explosion or something, and people ran away, something big, maybe a mass of water. Then I was in a cinema watching a film that used the music from Titanic. I started singing the song (My heart will go on) out loud, and the other viewers joined in. Great feeling.
A long dream where a small plane kept threatening to crash to the ground, but it kept changing where. I was afraid it would hit my apartment building, but I couldn't even run away when it kept changing its route. I sometimes went to the basement for safety, but I thought that wouldn't help either.
The cats came back home again. There were two Olivias and two Tabithas, whose fur colors were in all the wrong places. Kali was not visible at first, but eventually she appeared at mealtime. She sat at the table where she sat in real life, waiting for food.
Ski jumper Domen Prevc had reportedly been caught doing something illegal. He was expected to compete, but he came late and said something about not being able to face his mother now. I left the competition in the snow to run home and destroyed snowmen on the way, receiving complaints about it. The house was a tower block, two elevators and a terrible mess.
My mother and brother said they had bought a Christmas tree earlier. Since I had not seen the tree in question, I assumed it had ended up in the trash. They had already bought another tree and I knew it would also end up in the trash. So I took the tree for myself and headed home. The tree was surprisingly light but seemed plastic. I told my spouse I was leaving the city center for home, but he said he would stay and watch the event at the market starting at two. I was starting to get annoyed that he would see the event but I wouldn't, so I tried to mislead him. Eventually I succeeded, and I headed towards the market to see what time it was. Well, it wasn't even 11 yet. I knew I couldn't wait until 2.
All the cats were in the bedroom waiting for breakfast. I told them they didn't need food anymore because they are dead, but they didn't understand.
At first I ran away from the spouse of a former social media influencer. At one point I was hiding on a balcony, but someone told me where I was. Other people ran away with me, F1 people, including team principal Eddie Jordan. I have an ace up my sleeve, my dad lives in the building and I have the keys to his apartment. We run away there. There's a renovation going on there. We chat on the couches. A wonderful song, "Stoned in love", starts playing on the radio and I start singing it. In another dream that same night, a burning truck was coming towards me, and no matter which way I tried to dodge, the truck turned towards me.
We were playing Friday with my husband, my spouse was Jason. I became Tommy, and I had to use spray all the time when I went to danger. I went to the exit even though the police hadn't been called and started dancing. My spouse just watched Tommy dance, it indeed is a pretty amazing sight.
Aliens had invaded the earth. We tried to hide from them in the playhouse under piles of clothes and sheets. The aliens peeked through the windows and mistook us for laundry. I decided I couldn't take it anymore and I was going to get out of this dream. But the next night the aliens came anyway, we hid under the beds. I started killing the aliens by cutting off their heads with a knife. There were a lot of aliens and I tried to get other people to help me, but no.
Worst nightmare ever: I had played Friday for many hours, but I had forgotten to record the game.
A hotel was being renovated during the filming of a TV series. We went to the roof of the hotel for a sightseeing tour. My mother, my little brother and I went. We had to climb up many ladders. We went around the roof, but then my mother saw her former coworker who she didn't want to meet, so we ran away. My little brother and I went, but my mother was left behind. I thought my mother had accidentally gone up the wrong ladder, the one meant for an electrician. I went to look for my mother, but my former coworker kidnapped my little brother. I followed her and got my hand caught in the door just as it was closing. My coworker gave my little brother back.
I was sleeping when we had guests: at least my mother, my little brother and his friend. The latter were still children. I said I wouldn't come out of the bedroom because I was in my night clothes. My brother barked at my clothes through the crack in the door. Finally, my husband took the door handle off the door so I couldn't even leave the bedroom. So I went outside and down the balconies, from the fourth floor. Outside in the yard there was a giant, meter-diameter ladybug that started to tease me, and finally shit on me. I had a heavy phone book in my hand and I threw it at the ladybug, hoping it would kill it. But no, the ladybug came out alive from under the phone book.
I was sleeping and Tabitha brought a toy to the bed. I petted it and said I swear it was Tabitha even though I knew it wasn't. Tabitha left and I tried to say "don't go away" but I couldn't make a sound.
A man accused of brutal gang rape stalked me in nearby town, I was scared. At one point I was in a cafe with a friend, but the owner told us to leave. I asked the owner if he knew the stalker and if he told us to leave, he said yes.
Olivia was a free-ranging cat, and missing. I asked the neighbors if they had seen Olivia. I also told everyone that Olivia had told me that his mouth was sore that morning. No one was surprised or questioned the talking cat, not even me. I had explained to Olivia that then he would have to go to the doctor to see what was wrong with his mouth. Finally, one of the neighbors said that he had seen Olivia far away at Adam (Savage)'s house. There was also an article about Olivia in the newspaper that I had not seen, apparently after the interview. We set off with a group towards Adam's house, and on the way I tried to watch if there was a white Olivia anywhere.
We were on the beach and the water started to recede, so we had to run away from the tsunami. In the end, I was on the roof of a tall building when the tsunami damage was being repaired, including a Statue of Liberty that looked like Lisa Simpson.
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