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I had this dream 3 times in the past. Recently, my dreams have gotten a bit boring so I figured I'd mention this dream that happened 3 times in the past few years. The last one is even more memorable.

My husband is driving the car with me and he takes a wrong turn. He turns into a tunnel of some sort, very dark. It is only at the last few seconds that I realize he has turned into a train tunnel and the train is headed full speed for us! The first two dreams, I woke when the train hit. This time, I screamed "BACK UP!"

I see it coming. It has a light. It is black. There is no way that my husband can back out and I know I'm going to die. I don't look away and then... BAM! it hits! Everything went dark but not my awareness. Everything was gone and all was quiet. In the darkness I woke myself asking, "Am I dead?"

I dreamt I was on a bus with my husband. Everytime I dream of that man, he's mean to me. In real life he is not. I sat on a bus with no shoes, no phone, no money, and no idea of where we were going. I was totally confused and out of my element. Suddenly, he decided to get off the bus for just a moment. Well, of course, he was gone for the rest of the trip. I was terribly upset and worried. I had no idea of how I was going to get home or back to him.

Later, in the end, I met up with him after a whole bunch of emotional stuff happened on the bus. He kept walking too fast for me, leaving me behind. I suddenly realized in the dream that he was doing it on purpose to lose me. I realized that he left me on the bus on purpose.

Oddly, he is a faithful guy who I have been with for 15 years. He is totally opposite of this person he looks like in the dream. It is so weird how I am always getting my "Horrible husband" dreams. I will continue to post them as they come. There are so many details but if I write them all, I will bore anyone who is reading this. LOL

I was dreaming of President Obama. I don't remember much but just that there was something he was doing that I didn't like. Gosh, I wish I could remember.

I am in the store, Aldis, with my mother. It was like I was a teenager again. We were picking out food to buy. I was putting it in the cart. There was hardly anyone in the store, which is rare. At the checkout, it is a self checkout with no cashier. I see a teenager around 15. I think to myself, I'm around that age, although in real life, I am not. I start packing the groceries in various bags. I had picked out many bags of marshmellows but some of the bags broke and are spilling out the marshmellows. I begin picking them up, throwing them in a garbage container which took me some time to find.

Some of the shopping bags, being plastic, also seem to have hangers attached to them. I'm thinking that they are for clothing or certain groceries. I go to pack away a gallon of chocolate milk and the container starts to come apart. No milk spills out but I wonder why in the dream. It sort of pulls apart. I'm thinking, in the dream, gosh, there are so many groceries. This is a lot of work! I look at mom and say, see, if you had went to Jewels (a different store) this would have cost you $700 but here it only cost $100. Cashiers nearby hear me.

Yep, boring dream. Don't even read it. Oh, but if you got this far you probably already did.