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Dream of clothing, empty

I had a dream that thieves have stolen my clothing leaving behing empty trunks/bags

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of clothing in a dream

Identity. Self image. Exploration of new roles or rejection of old..Giving clothing in a dream show the dreamer wishes to be free of the modern world. Wishes to go back to childhood or connect with the inner animal tendency of us all. The dreamer gives his clothes to someone he trust meaning i have no shame infront of you.


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Meaning of empty in a dream

Unloading. Isolation. Want to get rid of something.


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I was walking towards the dark school dressing room and when i entered i felt weak and dizzy. Then a boy with blonde hair, light eyes, a white suit with headphones around his neck appeared to my right side while i was hanging my jacket and seemed concerned about me. While I was still hanging my jacket, this girl from my class appeared to my left side and she complimented me, it was something to do with my clothing possibly, I didnt hear her so i asked her to repeat herself and she said "I wasn't complimenting your face, youre ugly" she said it with a smile. In the corner of my eye i saw my crush come in the dark dressing room. After i saw some of my make classmates come in the dressing room. Then a balck screen appeared for a milisecond. The dressing room had a warm light and there wasnt anyone in the dressing room except from two guys in the dressing room who seem to be fighting about something both guys had dark hair but one was taller than the other. I was witnessing everything while i was I was sitting on a big comfy pillow seat and a guy from my class appeared to my right side and saw my confused expression and smiled, he started explaining why they were fighting, and the reason involved something to do with someones brother having autism, after he told me i felt enlightened for some reason. it was probably a lesson for me and he helped me realise something in my life. Then a balck screen appeared for a milisecond again. the dressing room had a warm light and I was sitting on the same big comfy pillow seat and there were a lot of unfamiliar people inside the dressing room and i caught a glimpse of my crush. On the big comfy pillow i was sitting on, a few seats away i saw the same blonde boy who was concerned about me and i saw other guys and one east asian guy with glasses sitting with the blonde boy. Then a boy with a grey zip up hoodie, with brown short hair, hazel eyes, slightly tan skin came in and hugged the blonde boy and he also hugged me, it was kind of a group hug, and i told him i didnt know him and he said he doesnt matter he still wanted to hug me, i didnt know any of the boys including the blonde boy or his group, as a matter of fact, i didnt know anyone in the dressing room except my crush who was in the background. Then the grey hoodie guy sat between me and the blonde boy and i leaned on the guy with the grey hoodie's shoulder while he was playing some game on his phone and chatted with the blonde boy and the other guys, but despite leaning on the grey hoodie guy's shoulder, i was ignored by him and the other guys. Then in my dream it cut to this fantasy land that included the grey hoodie guy, blonde guy, the east asian guy with glasses & the rest of the guys running around the candy field freely and happily while i was recording them from the sky, kind of like in a movie.

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I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

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