May the second man win...

This morning I had a dream that my mother and father were at my house. I think we were preparing some food for a party or gathering. My Dad's parents were also there - or arrived during the dream. There were other people too but I don't remember all of them.

Then I was out with them at an outside restaurant and someone from work was sat at the head of table and I was sat at the end, round the corner from him to his left. We were sitting and talking waiting for the food to arrive and I had my right hand on my knee and he put his left hand on mine and we interlocked our fingers. Then I looked up at him and suddenly realised who it was and I got up and I RAN out of there as fast as my legs could carry me.

I ended up in a harbour or shipyard full of wooden boats and there were lots of people and I think it was a bit of a festival but you could also go on boat trips. I was meant to go on one but ended up getting off at the last minute.

Then in the crowds I met another guy from work and we chatted for longer than I've ever chatted to him before and he was really nice to me and we ended up hugging and kissing. Sadly I woke up just as that part started getting interesting though.

The morphing man!

I just woke up from a very bizarre dream, but already it's fading so I have to write it down quickly.

It was kind of Dr Who themed, but I'm not sure I ever actually saw the Doctor. Unless he was at the start, but that bit has gone now. Now the first bit I remember is being in Gran's front room with Chris. Only it wasn't Chris. It looked like Chris and he was on the same course as me t uni and stuff, but there was something not quite right about him. We were filming for something, I don't remember what. We had a gadget and had to zap something in next-door's front garden with it. It was hand-held and small and shiny. Perhaps it was the sonic screwdriver, I'm not sure. I can't remember what we zapped. So we did that and then it was safe, but somehow using the zappy thing made Chris emotional or something and he kisses me, tongues and all. It was a very nice kiss, but also confusing because while I find Chris attractive I don't think I could bring myself to have any sort of relationship with him other than the good friendship we already have. So I pulled away and he asked why and I said I didn't want to complicate things and that I just wanted to be friends. So then we went into the lounge and I started to introduce him to Gran. But Gran wasn't quite herself. Gran was a much scarier version in my dreams. She thought he was my boyfriend and started asking questions of me to make me doubt him. Things that would have applied to Jeremy. Probably things that people should have asked me when I was going out with him to get these doubts in my head. So Chris walks from behind me and goes to the window and then to sit down on the sofa and I see he has morphed into Jeremy. I suddenly want to get out of there, but also need the toilet. So I go to use the downstairs loo and there's a family party and the people are in Gran's kitchen and conservatory, so I have to struggle to get past them all to the loo. Which has a sliding door. In reality it doesn't have a lock, but you can easily hold it closed while you sit. Although everyone in the family knows that if the door is closed then it's occupied. But in my dream the door slides the other way and has locks on, but they don't work because there's no point in a sliding lock on a sliding door. So I'm sat on the loo and for some reason there's a bath in there too in my dream. Someone tries to get into the loo. I end up not being able to pee because I'm under pressure. I pull up my pants and straighten my dress. It's then I realise I'm wearing a dress and not my usual trousers. So I start to leave the bathroom and end up falling in this bath full of water. So then I get out of there eventually and go looking for Mum to take me home. I'm looking for my coat, but someone sold it and nobody can find it. I find Mum's twin and she implies I'll never get my coat back or find my Mum. Then Jeremy is after me and I'm getting more and more anxious to get out of there before he catches up with me. So I go out onto the yard and there's a few cousins there. Granddad was also around and someone was finding berries for him to eat. In my dream he was back from the dead and looking as good as he did 5 years ago and not how he did when I last saw him.

The next section of the dream is even more bizarre. It's based on the cousins who were outside in the yard. There was something about a bus and also about the ocean and a submarine and I still couldn't find Mum and the kids were on holiday or something. It was all very bizarre and made no sense at all. Not that the rest of the dream did, but I can at least understand the rest of it enough to describe it somewhat. It's possible that Chris was the doctor in the earlier bit of the dream, seeing as he then morphed into Jeremy. I'm not sure. I wish I could remember what/why we were filming ourselves or if there was a TV crew for it. But I can't. All I can remember is the kissing really.

4 dreams for the price of one

A night or two ago I had another dream about Doctor Who. We were in Egypt and there were pyramids and mummies and lots of sand and sun and stuff. Only there was this woman and she kept waking the mummies up and they were controlled by aliens or some bad force. She was pregnant, but the Doctor said the baby wasn't human, so he had to try and help her because if she gave birth it would kill her and apart from being possessed she was pretty harmless and the Doctor is a big softy afterall. So he got his sonic screwdriver out and somehow zapped her so that the alien went away. Then she was put away somewhere where she couldn't do any harm and couldn't be harmed. But it wasn't over yet. I'd been right near the Doctor when he zapped the alien inside the woman. Somehow it felt him coming and transferred into me. The Doctor sensed this after a while, but I wouldn't let him zap me. I ran away. I needed to protect my baby. The Doctor's baby. At this point I recalled that I'd had sex with the Doctor at some point prior to the dream beginning. I wasn't going to let him hurt his own baby. He caught me in the middle of a wide empty street with lots of mummies laying in boxes in rows on the ground. We tussled for a bit and ended up having very passionate sex (by the way it was great). He then reached into his pocket for his sonic screwdriver to zap the baby. But somehow or other he got the message. It really was his baby. The alien had tried to take over me but the foetus was stronger and kicked it out already. The reason I was registering as having alien life inside me was because it was the Doctor's baby and not a fully human baby. Then we rewrapped the mummies with the bandages going round in the opposite direction to before so the aliens couldn't come back (for some reason they really hated anti-clockwise things) and then the Doctor grabbed my hand and we started walking back towards the Tardis, which was out of sight somewhere. We never did see it before I woke up.
Aliens: Either being with or dreaming you are an alien, shows you are feeling isolated and alone. This highlights a need to find a way to connect with kindred spirits. Can indicate a fear of the unknown within yourself.
Pregnant: This dream serves as a reminder to work on developing your potential.

Last night in one dream I had lots of wobbly teeth and at least one of them fell out. I think more than one fell out though. But one in particular fell out and I remember looking at it and trying to figure out which way round it should go, so that I could put it back in. For some reason in those dreams I always hope that if I put them back in and stay still for long enough then it will heal and be okay. I'm always surprised when I wake up with all my teeth and none of them wobbly. It always feels so real.
Teeth: Teeth falling out can indicate hopes and fears.

My second dream last night was about me working in an unsafe nuclear power plant. I was in this big room with other women and there were loads of pipes. But the cladding wasn't working properly and the pipes were over-pressurised and the cooling systems weren't working properly. It was heading towards meltdown when I woke up, but I was still trying to do something about it even though I wasn't sure what to do.
Danger: Dreams involving danger are most common during times of stress and anxiety. Consider how you are dealing with the danger in your dream. If you are facing it, your subconscious is telling you to battle on.

Another dream from a few days ago was about my Granddad. I dreamt that he was alive again and in a clothes shop with me and some other family members. I can't remember any other details really.
Family: Dreams of your family can be a reflection of attitudes towards outside relationships. Consider which family member is most prominent in the dream, as this will indicate your subconscious feelings about current relationships in your life.

Two dreams, no meanings as yet...

The first dream I recall from this morning was set at uni. I went for a lecture and came in through the back door into the lecture theatre. It was for a special lecture from a company - I don't know that we'd been told which one. There were other students in the room as well as the people from my group. I didn't pay any attention to them though. Chris wasn't there so I tried to save notes for him but the visiting lecturer wouldn't let me take a spare set. Then the lecturer went to the front of the class and started to write really quickly on the board without reading what they were writing. They were in fact saying completely different things to what they were writing about and it was really distracting having to try and concentrate on what they were saying and trying to write down what they were writing. They commented about the turnout and said it was nice to see so many famous faces and it turned out that about half the people there were TV/film stars. I can't remember any names right now, but the lecturer embarrassed them all by naming most if not all of them. The lecturer then mentioned that his colleague Mr Stockman was with him and would be around to help us later. (Mr Andrew Stockman was my boss when I worked for Areva in Erlangen in Germany for almost a year, he's a really nice guy and we got on well.) So then I looked around the class and spotted Andrew and he turned round and saw me in the second to back row. He came back to speak to me once the lecturer had stopped speaking. Then the lecturer came over too. The lecturer's name was on the board as "Myth von Steven" and Andrew was calling the lecturer Steven, but that wasn't too unusual as Germans are often known by their surname in a professional environment. But then I spotted the lecturer's face for the first time. The lecturer had a goatee and an adam's apple, which isn't all that unusual for a guy, but he also had a woman's voice and girly hair and not a very flat chest. So then I was talking to Andrew with a couple of friends and telling them he was my old boss and that German's had trouble saying Andrew and "Steven" was in fact calling Andrew "Elmer". I woke up around this time.

My second dream from this morning that I remember was also quite odd, but in a nice way. I had been kidnapped and drugged by this couple. The guy was driving, but the woman was telling him some turnings to make. She had blonde hair. I was slumped in the back seat of the car, in the middle with no safety belt on. I had a denim mini skirt on, some knee high boots that I would never wear in waking life (and I do not own a pair like that), my pale blue coat and some tights. I did have something on under my coat, but as I couldn't see it Ihave no idea what it was, I have a feeling it was something revealing. Because I was drugged I couldn't think straight or move about much because my limbs were really heavy. I sat there and watched them driving me away and couldn't do anything about it. I hoped the whole time that I would be rescued. For some reason I had the idea that Doctor Who was looking for me and would save me if I was lucky. The kidnappers turned off the road when they got to a forest and got out of the car. Doctor Who appeared and they scarpered. He climbed into the back of the car with me and knelt in front of me somehow. With those long legs of his I assume he must have had his feet under the front seats or something. Either that or they'd kidnapped me in a limo and I hadn't noticed how big it was before then. Anyway, he was suddenly there in front of me and looked at me with a worried look on his face. He put his arms under my armpits and lifted me a bit because I was all floppy and slouched down in the seat. Then he hugged me and pressed his right cheek against mine and I remember thinking how soft his skin felt. Then he drew back, looked me in the eye, I mumbled "doctor" and then kissed me full on the lips. He kissed me twice more and by the third kiss I just about managed to respond through the drugs.

Then I woke up.

I'll check out the meanings of these in a few days when I get my dream book back.

Three for the price of one

I had several dreams this morning:

• One of my dreams was reasonably realistic and set in the next week or so, somewhere in Leeds. I can't remember exactly where, but I was inside with C and we hugged and then we kissed for the first time. It was really special. I felt happy and not at all worried about anything. Possible meanings: signifies hopes of a romantic involvement, represents need for affection and attention, I need to show and accept affection, happiness is on it's way into my life.
• Another dream wasn't all that realistic. I was living in some weird futuristic style building at Uni and there were many flights of stairs. The stairs were a pale creamish colour and made of stone. At one stage I was going up to my flat and I got talking to someone I used to go to school with who also lived in the building and I ended up going up too high. I looked down the stairs and was too scared to go down. When I looked down I could see gaps between the steps and the handrails were there, but not all the verticals were there, so I was scared I would slip and fall. So I stayed at the top and I watched some people do a music exam. Possible meanings: reflects inner fears, perhaps of delving into painful/deep memories.
  
• Another dream was set in a similar building, but with slightly different shaped steps (these ones had more spirally bits). I was at the top of the stairs trying to go down. I was scared again for the same reasons as before. OB was there and was trying to protect me and stop me from falling and in doing so he fell 2 or three floors himself. I saw him fall and on the way down his leg hit one of the railings of a lower spiral staircase. I saw him land and lay motionless on the floor. I tried to scream for help but my throat was dry and no sound came out. I knew I had to try and help him and up there I could do nothing, so I somehow crawled down the stairs very slowly and carefully. When I got to the bottom a girl I didn't know was helping him and he was fine. Possible meanings: reflects feelings of anxiety and inner fears of memories or of losing status somehow.