Dreams wanted

I had a dream about my ex friend James. He in real life decided to end our friendship back in May because he thought that we grew apart. It wasn’t my decision, and I was very hurt by the whole situation. I also never got closure from him on why he decided to end our friendship. Today I had a dream that we were at the same event. He pulled me aside and he brought me into another room. In the dream, he explained how he missed me and he apologized for ending our friendship and he also said that he wanted to be friends again. Then he hugged me, and it felt extremely realistic, like he was actually hugging me in real life. But then I woke up. Now I’m wondering if I should actually reach out to him in real life or if it’s just my brain trying to process losing my friend

An ugly man wanted to have sex with me—as in it was Going to happen, he was naked and trying to have at me and I was startled seeing his face, it scared me and I recoiled, but suddenly felt…bad? For feeling so disturbed by his face, So I end up looking at what he was working with downstairs and essentially come to the conclusion it wouldn’t be too terrible. Things began to progress—oddly enough he asked if I liked what I saw, (I definitely did not like what I saw when I saw his face, still somewhat offensive to my eyes which I still feel bad for but it was truly a face like I’d never seen in waking life.) I said, “yes”, and even in the dream it felt odd, unsure of why the word left my lips though I was talking about, well,not his face, as he had a decent physique…but before having sex with him, I woke up. I felt very strange about it upon waking up.

i visited Israel with a friend and then we were looking for my boyfriend but couldn’t find him and then I saw two of his friends working in a butcher shop and I asked them for help to find my boyfriend but they didn’t talk or help me so we opened a portal back to the Philippines and I wanted to open a portal back to Israel to find my boyfriend but I remembered he wasn’t there so I won’t find him

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?

I was at my grandmothers house.. Children were helping me position a table correctly.. They helped me pick it up and we turned then placed it in the right direction.. Once done, a child noticed that his toe dismantled.. He cried and i wanted to call the ambulance.. My grandmother started talking with this childs mother and this mother asked us to bring him