DeDromer

All non lucid.

Dream: I was living in Zuid Holland, in a flat. There was an artist on my floor who was capable to transform everything in something beautiful. He was a hold and very kind man. I gave him a guitar as a present and he delighted me with very beautiful melodies.

Dream: same province. I was at a the sea and with my heart surprise my parents were there (they live in Italy) and my father was landscaping the sea. Exactly. He was a matter landscaper. A little bit as if he was lucid dreaming and I just one of his dream characters.

Dream: still in the same province. Real life background: a friend of mine has a new girlfriend. In the dream he gave previously the number of the girl to another friend who tried to seduce her, failing miserably. The guy was explaining to me the story, that i actually anyway knew and I was feeling very bad for him. The girlfriend in the dream is not the same girl of the real life: she's actually a friend of him who he found beautiful and interesting but she had already a relationship.

Dream: this one is in Italy. My grandma (who died three years ago) was living in the house of the sister of a friend of mine. Talking with the girl, she said that my girlfriend and I could have the house as soon my grandma would die. I was explaining her in that case my girlfriend was going to totally transform the house as she is a real perfectionist. Apart this last consideration, all the rest didn't make any sense, but I explored the house that was fully furnished and decorated with old fashioned Italian style furniture and with very realistic damages typical of an old house.

Dream: somewhere in Netherlands, presumably Zuid Holland. My girlfriend and I enrolled in a 5km run competition. Our outfit was clearly inadequate: jeans and non running shoes. Because of this fact I went back home to pickup the running shoes (still with jeans though). As soon as we approach the starting line unfortunately the race started so I didn't have time to wear the running shoes and we started to run with a lot of struggles with me having the running shoes in one hand and a small mattress in the other (? This is unexplainable). At a certain point I wanted to stop by a bar and have a coffee (my girlfriend had an ice cream). I didn't have money with me and the owner was very angry. Eventually a cousin of my gf paid for us but was very upset. that cousin didn't exist in real life. we went then back to the run, being obviously the absolutely last ones.