Dreams puddle

It was late at night I was in a neighborhood (apartment complex area) I call my ex and tell him to come outside. He does, and we talk. His mother comes outside holding a baby, and his brother and sisters do too. They talk to me for a bit asking me how I am, then they invite me in. I have something to drink and everyone falls asleep but my ex and I, we go up some sort of stairs because I wanted to see his bedroom. There is a huge bed and I climb onto in, he follows. We start making out and things progress a bit when we were interrupted because I received a phone call from my dad. He asks me where my sister is and I remember I dropped her off around the corner with her friend. I rush out of the house, and my ex follows. I kiss him goodbye and walk out. My sister appears in the parking lot, it seemed like it rained because there are puddles on the floor. My dad drives into the parking lot and tells us to go home then drives off. My sister and I get in the car and I text my ex goodnight. We get on a freeway and stop for has I check my phone and he had texted me "Night".

Walking in puddles and getting my shoes wet

I was crossing a river when on the path I saw lots of colourful,fish in a small puddle,out of the water, I begin to put them back in the river one by one as fast as I can but then a fisherman comes and stops me because they are his catch and I argue with him that these fish are dying and must be saved but he tried to stop me

Was jogging, saw a dead body, called the police, saw another and fell into a dirty, fairly deep puddle.

Watched some sort of dark video simulation of something. Something that explained UFOs and something else. Sitting on couch downstairs with brother and mom, mom somehow explains that that is the cause of her fear of flying, and so that she will kill herself at 5pm. I can’t remember what causes her to say this, but she says, “you know I only say these diet tips to help you right?” and something about how she doesn’t necessarily think I need them, just that she wants to help me. I’m depressed about the 5pm thing, and seeing that it’s 11am, I decide I’m gonna go cry and take a nap. I get upstairs to my room which is dark, and when I get inside there is a kitten already lying on the bed, and another has just lay down. There is an intolerable stench of pee and feces, and I look to see that the cat is leaking a puddle of pee and poo onto the bed. I’m disgusted and angry and go to open the balcony door with my cat at my feet. When I open the curtain, however, there is a duplicate sitting outside waiting to come in. The cat at my feet tries to make sure I don’t open the door and tries to warn me of the imposter, but then I am forced to think that perhaps the one at my feet is the imposter. I can’t really remember the rest but it’s me trying to figure out an explanation as to which is the real cat. Disturbed and frightened and kinda panicked.