Recent dreams containing struggling

Flying over a lot of snakes struggling in mud

ChatGPT 3.5 User Tell me what my dream might mean I recently graduated with my Bachelor of Laws degree, however, I am struggling to find employment, I obtained 10 distinctions during my LLB I am a South African citizen I would like to further my studies to do my Masters degree, however, I don't have funds so my plan is to save money once I get a job Last year, I dreamt eating with the President of the Republic of South Africa So I think this was a sign I should apply for governmental employment vacancies? I would've loved to be an Attorney however I will take any job that arises

It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

I was writing an exam . The questions were tough . Once I started writing, It seem to be normal. There was this maths problem which I was trying to solve in mind but I was struggling to compute it in mind, suddenly a calculator was found on my table as if someone put it there from no where

My primary school was filled with water and I was holding a baby struggling to get to the other side and short monsters chasing me

My primary school sports field was filled with water and I was holding a baby struggling to get to the other side and short monsters chasing me

: i got kidnapped with bunch of people. we had to fight against the ones who wanted us dead. we were hiding behind a car because they were shooting at us . one black man helped me get in the car. i asked him for a snapper. i had to shoot at them and at trucks coming at us. after the explosion of millions of trucks. my grandparents car was behind those trucks. i got scared for them. they were smiling. everyone with me died . i was the only survivor. one girl i knew , i didn't see her for a long time , maybe about 7 years helped me drive a car we found, he were struggling and fighting two men with knifes. she sacrificed herself until i got home safe.the men died . i called my dad along the way telling him about my grandparents.but when i got home i felt strange. home was weird. i was scared.

I dreamt of being by a Riverside and seeing plenty of Calabash on the ground. A young lady came to fetch water and told me to pick one of the Calabash. Eventually I picked the oldest Calabash and left. On my way people where struggling to collect the Calabash from me don't I refuse and finally I escaped got a cab and the driver told me to handover the Calabash to my husband when I get home...

I passed out excrement in the dream and some of the excrement went on my body then I was struggling to clean it up

I escrated in the dream and some went on my body 5hen I was struggling to clean it up