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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 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.

I had a terrible dream. The gist of it, last night, was that I had the illusion of being incredibly tall and yet no one else could see that I was tall. In the entire dream, I was unable to walk properly, things were so unbalanced, and I could barely even sit in a chair. It got progressively worse toward the end of my dream where I started falling on the floor and could not seem to stand. My balance was so terrible and it felt like I was almost coming out of my skin.

Then, my husband woke me in real life. I got out of bed feeling terribly weak and unable to think straight. I felt like my body wasn't proportioned correctly. The rest of the day, until I took a nap, I was completely miserable and uncomfortable. It is hard to explain but it was as if my body was a suit and I had it on wrong. Gosh! That sounds weird, I know. It was such a weird day.

I was in a large open place, indoors but very big. It had people there and on one side as I walked, there were small creatures, starving. I didn't recognize most of them as children. They looked like animals around the size of dogs or cats, some were bigger, some smaller. They were all suffering. They were dying. Somehow, they were starving and could no longer move because of weakness, just on the edge of death. I kept wondering, "Can I help them in time?" In my hand I carried a bit of food, just a bit. It was some sort of meat. I begin to tear it into pieces. I came to the first creature and gave it a piece. It got stronger. I kept going to each creature in turn. They were stronger and begin to leave. Then, I got to the last 3 creatures. I recognized them. They were human babies. They could not eat meat. I knew this. I could only take one under my arm and had to leave. I found myself wondering about this large place. I think I was lost. Suddenly, I realized I had lost the infant. It had slipped away. I was frantic, retracing my steps. That ended the dream.

I woke up early last night and decided to sit in a chair. I just sat there, quite tired, but with my eyes closed. These little things started happening without my trying to dream them up. I would see various, I don't know what you call them, little sketches of people doing things. I suppose I was in between dream and wake or something. I wasn't sure if I was aware in these little plays but I could open my eyes and remember them. Then, I would close my eyes, wait a bit and it would happen again. I tried to visualize myself, just standing there. The next thing I know was that I started doing stuff without making myself. But it was so easy just to open my eyes. It wasn't like daydreaming or thinking. It ran on its own. It wasn't clear like a dream but more fuzzy. I wish I could explain it more. I tried to detect whether I was lucid in them. I must have been since I was trying to notice my awareness in them. But somehow, if I tried to hard, they would burst.