Recent dreams containing watermelon

To see unripened watermelon

To see unripened watermelon with regards daughter's wedding

I dreamed I told my pastor and his son I no longer wanted to do a ministry program because they always do it last minute. I also said that when his son yelled at my mom that negatively impacted my family and I began to cry. Then the pastors son started to cry. Soon after I felt triumphant and my youth pastor drove me and two others to a store. We went to get a watermelon. The scene switched and now I was walking waiting to be picked up to go to the beach. But there was a severe sand storm. I finally arrived at a theme park and I was doing a tour. Some people freaked out because there was a huge spider and someone stepped on it.

Carving watermelon with dull knife, eating a donut puff, father and son getting married, blurry, cracker, cheese, kitchen, steel

My boyfriend and I were at a familiar plaza and we got tapioca/boba as he disappeared somewhere, I went back to get myself ice cream. There were only a few distinct flavors available, but as I tried to tell the lady mango, I blurted out watermelon. She gave it to me, with a smile on her face but that flavor wasn't on the menu .. I walked out of the shop and ate my ice cream while heading out to find my boyfriend . As I was walking around a building I felt many small things hitting me from above. Looking up, I saw an airplane and thought the pieces were coming off from it and falling from to the ground. But as I continued around the building while protecting my ice cream, the pieces kept falling rapidly and only in my direction. I looked up once more, and I found that rocks were being pushed off the side of the roof to hit me. Then I woke up.

Dreamed of getting one whole watermelon on top of the kabinet

Watermelon

Its noon / evening. a friend cuts watermelon. im on my bike walking down the street with another girl, i get interrogated by a cop / police / agent about something, he's wearing really dark shades / sunglasses and has a gruff voice. i see my ex boyfriend riding a recumbent bicycle, with dark shades on and black hair blowing in the wind. i tell my friend and we set him up, she goes to talk to him and i follow behind, later coming to greet him and we go together to my old schoolyard / playground , these spirits start appearing and suddenly so does he. a chimera / anthropomorphic / hybrid creature appears, eclipsed by sunlight, a duck / goose and cow, who i can hear mooing in the distance. i need to stop eating animals / go vegetarian. i see a naked blonde woman pushed against a stone wall, looking as if she's mourning. a pair of giant hands come and nearly rip her apart. there are vast fields and farm land. i see women begin marching in in unison, all wearing the same uniform and they begin to chant. this feels like repentance. im taken to a room where only women are allowed, its a bath house, we each take turns sitting in a chair and getting cleansed. i go to put on my sandals, navy and blue, i accidentally put on the wrong ones and theyre too big / wrong size / not mine / dont fit, i try on the second pair and they fit just right, like theyre mine. theres water on the tiled floor. everyone is equal in this process, each person going through the steps. they all began chanting in unison, and i begun singing a song of my own

Room. doctor. dorm. watermelon. institution. orgy. dildo. strap on. recipe. asylum. talking.

I was sat on the floor outside where I used to go to college, it was a lovely hot sunny day and there were two guys across the road laughing about emojis on clothing, and a group of girls on my side of the road a few feet away laughing about the same idea, so I started shouting idea about what'd look good and came up with watermelon on ripped white jeans, and one of the girls thought it must have been the best idea ever because she came up and hugged me and invited me into their group. So when I got up and walked down they were smoking a couple joints between em, but they didn't offer me any yet. Anyways there's a bit of a gap between being there with the group of girls and waking up to see my finished tattoo. Which the tattooist had ruined, and I realised I'd probably been drugged, because the head and mane was okay, but the horn wasn't in its head, instead it looked like the head was attached to a walking cane and the horn was attached to the curved end but shaped like a butt plug!! And I had to live with it so I went back to my house and my sister was in the bedroom and the group of girls was just leaving, but they left me half a joint in the windowsill so I smoked it out the window, and as I put it out a green skull flashed before me and that was a symbol that I would have a nice high and not a bad one.