I had the most interesting dream last night where I started out on a swing, sitting on it and then swinging lightly. Then I saw some big black and white spiders coming down from a bookshelf, and then my mom appears, we're at our home, and she starts spraying them. They start jumping at me and shrinking, but I wasn't afraid, and they just scurried past me. Then I got up from the swing and went upstairs to see my brother and he told me the bees were out of control. So I said I'd go downstairs and grab the spray. I got to the bottom of the stairs and out of nowhere comes our pet bull. I've never seen a bull in my dreams before, and he looked at me like he knew and understood me, and was trying to help in some way. Needless to say, it stopped me from getting the spray to do anything with the bees, and then the bull just sort of charged away toward the area where I was previously swinging, although I couldn't see what it was charging at. To me, this dream seems to have been just loaded with symbolism, and I remember most of it so vividly. If you have any constructive words on these topics, I'd love to hear it! Thanks,