Dreams restaurant

I dreamed I was walking home from work. A woman I know drove up in a small blue car like a Volkswagen Beetle but not a beetle. She was with two other women I did not recognize. She told me they were going to try a new restaurant that has just opened and wanted to know if I wanted to join them. I eagerly agreed and got into the car. We drove only a small bit before arriving at a small run down neighborhood. The restaurant sat in the middle of the block and looked like a large two story house made out of the same material as a pencil eraser, and when you touched it it jiggled like jell-O. We went up to a door just up a short step but when we opened the door their was a bald man wearing a tank top T shirt and black cargo pants talking about stock options. We eventually found another door similar to that one on the other side with a smaller door on the ground next to it. By ringing the bell on the small door a Little person came out cursing and swearing and ran up the stairs, unlocked the door, then ran back into the little door. We went in a found a huge dark restaurant. They had a steak bar, sea food Liquor, everything you could imagine and our table was piled high with all kinds of food. We ate and laughed and had a really great time. I was getting full and wanted to leave but they were not done yet. So I left. I walked out and it was late afternoon. I crossed the street to find the scene had changed. The side walk I stepped off of was still a little run down neighborhood, but now the street was cobble stone and lined with Gas light style street lamps. Across the street was a thick tropical jungle. It was getting dark the further across the road I walked. Suddenly two large elephants burst out of the jungle and were wrestling in the same way people wrestle. They clutched each other and fell over then started rolling towards me. I just had time to jump out of the way and step up on the opposite side walk. The scene changed again. It was dark at this time and the street was lined with these depressing buildings made of dark crumbling stones. I stepped into an open doorway. When I stepped in, I found a low ceiling room, dirt floors, crumbling stone columns rising up from the floor. In the center of the room were these kids dressed in, what I interpreted, as school uniforms from the turn of the 19th century. They all looked very demented and dangerous, either staring blankly at the walls, or grinning an evil and crazy grin. A woman was there dressed as a nun telling them of the importance of balancing a check book. I remember saying something like, "I'm in the wrong place", and turning to leave. When I turned I was looking at a girl who appeared to be around 14 years old. She had black hair and eyes and tan skin. I walked past her heading for the door i came in and could feel her following me. Suddenly she ran up and bit me on my right shoulder blade. When I turned around to see what had happened she was blonde, with blue eyes and pale skin and had blood dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. That was when I wok up. I swear I had not had a drop of alcohol or any drugs. LOL

My soon to be ex husband took me to a fancy restaurant where we had to sit on chairs almost on the floor and couldn't seem to face one another it was a struggle to get comfortable and I took my shoes off and herd a voice say leave it to Jaime to take her shoes off and it was my ex mother in law. we forgot to order and then when it came time there wasn't anything on the menu so we decided to leave he brought me my shoes and he went out the back door to get the car and I the front door and still forgot my shoes.

I lived in a huge mansion and was hosting a large party. Everyone I knew was there. Friends from home, cousins, and also friends from Israel. The party had slip and slides, a modeling show my friends and I were a part of, and a concert. Also the director of the show Friends was there. Friends is my favorite show. The next day we went to church. Not my church but the church of a close friend of mine. I saw more people there that I knew. Friends from Charleston, South Carolina. There I also met up with Anna who is my closest friend from growing up. i saw her and her new adorable puppy. The puppy was the smallest thing I had ever seen. The next day I went to school. I think I was back in Middle School. I was carpooling with an acquaintance I did not know very well. But I spoke to his Mom in the car and she and I worked together! This I realized after I got out of the car. Somehow I left my scheduler and shoes in the car. Later, it was at night. I took my good friend Anna's puppy. Everyone wanted the puppy's attention so I thought I would be the best to take her. The puppy took off. We ended up getting too far. We ended at a restaurant where people were speaking Hebrew. Then we had to run from someone, a butcher. I lost my socks. But we took off back home, and escaped. On the way home I stopped by the house of the family that I carpooled with. I asked the Dad if I could get my planner and shoes back. He agreed. Then he invited me over for a party and dinner at their house the next night.

I had a dream where I was at a restaurant with my parents, and there was extremely loud music that seemed to have bothered everybody. Aside from that, I had looked outside and noticed a group of small schoolchildren, not toddlers, but, big enough to understand the difference between right and wrong. I saw that they were lighting trees on fire, and I had immediately rushed to put them out. I then looked over, and saw a smaller group of kids go with one tall boy that held a gas canister. The children ran away screaming, and I ran over to examine the scene. I couldn't see a fire, but, I saw a traffic cone there, surrounded by police tape. I lifted the cone up, and underneath, was a cup of water. I saw the tall figure, and quickly became annoyed by him. I tried to splash him with my bucket of water, but, then I realized that it was gasoline. I also shouted how if he messes up in any form, he would be set ablaze. I saw that he had a smart fire already growing on his blue shirt, and he tried to remove it. I turned away from it and heard an agonizing scream. Which then afterwards, I received a text message that said he would need healing because, "his skin was melted off." Eventually, I remember being in a cramped hotel room, trying to escape something that was knocking at my door. I sluggishly ran towards a few doors, closing them behind me, and hiding inside of a closed closet.

Keep having this dream of trying to get somewhere. Walking thru buildings, trying to go in one way and out the other, and last night, walked into this building expecting an exit on the other end, and found none. I had had a job interview somewhere, and was the best dressed, and had to turn around and walk back thru the other people in the restaurant, who did not like me for no reason that was discernable. I have tried "to get somewhere" for many years and have had this dream for more years than that. What's the deal?