Dreams cork

In my dream my girlfriend and her besties were in some apartment and suddenly there were some paranormal activity corks knives were levitating amd trying to hurt my girlfriend . Then all of a sudden my girlfriend and her bestie were in my house so i try to figure out same thing happmeing like everything levitating the ghost tries to contact her so she taken out her mobile and went to notes app so the ghost now trying its name. So my girl firend reacts with smile.and said oh its you.. you are the last thing i even wanted to see.. and i asked another secret story ah? Then dream stops.

I was walking around the mall, that was closing down. I went to various shoe stores and was looking around at all the deals they were having. I went to a store that I don't know the name of and got a pair of Champagne 7's, however it is not a real shoe and it looked like the Lebron 10 Corks. The shoe was also small on me, however I still said that I wanted them.

Floating on water on a white cork

I was being chased by a young white bull. It had really sharp horns with corks on the tips. I out run the bull to a car park and jumped on a van roof when the bull kept circling the van ramming the van but I knew I was safe because of the corks.

You and I standing at the end of a country platform with three or four others. We have a picnic packed, including a bottle of white wine. You pull the bottle from the basket and ask me to get a corkscrew. I walk up the platform and have to get to the other platform. To do so I must walk through a train, from side to side. It is a troop train, full of damaged soldiers' bodies with missing limbs, wrapped in hessian, lying on straw. I feel sick but plunge through, wondering what detail I should tell you.  We are staying in a hotel, that feels a little like the one we looked at in Nice, with the lift that didn't work. We are desperate for a bath or shower but can't find one. I look around, see a cubicle, but it has only a toilet, not even a basin. As I look at it, you are being told by the receptionist that there are no washing facilities and that if we love each other we won't need to wash. It'll be fun, she says. She shows us where the shower room was, levering up some hardboard so we can peep through to a shower room long boarded up. I wonder if we could crawl through and if the plumbing would work. We decide to beg a shower from another hotel.  We are living in a house in the country.  It is a wreck. The walls are bare lath and plaster. There is no heating, although it is winter. We have several children with us and some adults. I make fires in some rooms. On the top floor I light it in the middle of the floor. On the ground floor is a small coal fire in a big fireplace. My mum is there . I tell her it is a good fire. I return to the top floor to put some rubbish on the fire there but you have swept the fire up and thrown it out of the window, to tidy up. You say best to burn things in the garden. I go downstairs. In the garden you have filled a large brick-lined fireplace with water and are swimming. I join you and say I wish we had thought of this long ago. You look knowing.