Dreams single

I had made a single inflatable black shoe with my army of minions (I was a minion too) for this feathery giant, who after we had made it for him, he took my up into the clouds and I sat in his palm, running like I was on a treadmill in his palm, and he would stroke me with his feathery fingers, and each time I would get a massive hit of cocaine.

I was standing in the great room on the first floor of a two story house. The wallpaper and wood trim along the walls looked Victorian. There was a lady there kind of hanging out in the distance. I was trying to figure out where I was and why I was there, but just as soon as I opened my mouth to talk to the lady, she screamed. The house started to flood very rapidly. We ran up the stairs as fast as we could even though it felt as if I was moving in slow motion. When I reached the top floor I began to worry about my suitcases (or bags). Im not even sure what was in them. Somehow I managed to grab several bags that were mine and started throwing them out of the window one by one. I had to dive into the water and swim all the way to the first floor for a few of them. The lady was screaming at me saying that I needed to get out and not to worry about the suitcases but I felt like they needed to come out with me. Finally, I decided that I would leave the rest behind because it wasn’t worth risking my life to save every single suitcase. I swam out of the house and even abandoned the suitcases that I had already gotten out of the house. I just wanted to be safe again.

When I was little I use to have the same dream every night for about ten years. And then one day it just stopped. I remember being in a boliler room playing with a box of toys no scary monsters or anything chasing me. On one of their pipes next to me was a meter and once it got to a certain point, the higher the more scared I got. I eventually woke up every night screaming bloody murder terrified white like I had just seen a ghost. Nothing ever happend just the same dream every single night.

I was at my neighbours eating a meal before going out for the evening. When we went out i found myself at a checkpoint without my neighbour, where everyone wore white tops and gray trousers. They were like robots walking through in single file. I was then singled out by a man in shiny black shoes, black trousers and a flamenco style orange and red shirt. I was dancing with him but when i said no more as i couldn't do the dance i found myself all alone there. There was no-one going through the checkpoint. I went into a room of people who didn't speak my language to ask them to let me go. They muttered amoungst themselves, then a woman said they wouldn't let me go as i refused to dance with the man in the bright clothes. I then woke up/

My elder daughter she is single but was pregnant and had a baby girl.