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Started by lester1/2jr, January 29, 2025, 02:31:06 AM

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lester1/2jr

What does your town/ city look like in your dreams? There is a lake in my town (Needham MA) but in my dreams there is an expanse of farm lands next to it, and a shopping mall at the end of that. Neither of those things are actually there. The downtown area in my dreams has more going on including diners and occasionally huge parades. The lake is a big focus area even though it's pretty small and nondescript. It holds great prominence in my mind for some reason.

The other big area is on the other side of town and the house I grew up in. It always features an incredibly fancy house on the corner that wasn't and isn't there. I think the diners are a reflection of the town's past and the huge house on the corner a reflection of it's current gentrified state. I don't know what the parades mean.

RCMerchant

I never dream about Lawton.
For some reason, I dream about the Bronx (my birthplace) sometimes- and it looks NOTHING like the Bronx I lived in. It has this HUGE building with massive steps ... almost like something out of ancient Rome. Weird.
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ER

Lester, this is a top-10 best topics ever in here!

I have certain recurring landscapes in my dreams, one being a path beside a steep grated hillside, maybe at the foot of an expressway, man-made anyway, and there seems only one way in and out, so when I enter i always know there's a long walk ahead of me to get out again, and often there's a spooky aspect to this dream.

I also have a recurring "I'm lost in a city as evening is coming on" dream in which it's the same dream-created cityscape.

Another sees me in a far-off prairie and I have a long drive home.

In each of these the landscapes or the city, seem the same, like I visit often in my sleep.

Oddly I don't often dream about my home.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

lester1/2jr

RC- I should have mentioned I actually live in the town I was raised in.

ER- yeah I have familiar areas and scenarios in those areas.


Lately I've had multiple dreams about a waterfront group of restaurants that I am constantly going to. It seems like there is just something my mind likes enough about it enough to have me keep going there. A new hangout

zombie no.one

there are multiple record / CD shops that I recurringly visit in my dreams, which are apparently in my town, but don't exist in real life. one's quite large and on 2 floors (and I always seem to get there just before it's closing), one's more like a stall on the end of a long row of other stalls, one's a small shop just outside the train station

I've told my brother about this and he thinks it's amusing

RCMerchant

Quote from: lester1/2jr on January 29, 2025, 07:17:58 PMRC- I should have mentioned I actually live in the town I was raised in.





I wasn't raised in the Bronx. I was born there. I was raised in Lawton.
Supernatural?...perhaps. Baloney?...Perhaps not!" Bela Lugosi-the BLACK CAT (1934)
Interviewer-"Does Dracula ever end for you?
Lugosi-"No. Dracula-never ends."
Slobber, Drool, Drip!
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lester1/2jr

zombie - I have a lot of dreams about going to Boston area record stores, which I did a lot in the 80s and 90's

zombie no.one

strangely I don't recall dreaming about going to an actual record store that exists.

spent enough time in them though . most of the independent ones I loved going to all seemed to close down in a very short period of time, around 2005/06...

lester1/2jr

in fact, in my dreams I'm often going to going out of business/ clearance sales at these stores.

ER

Sleep hath its own world
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence:
Sleep hath its own world,
And a wide realm of wild reality
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears and tortures, and the touch of joy.

---George Gordon, Lord Byron
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

claws

#10
When I dream about our town, it's always a mix between an alternative version and the real version. Our town has a few cobbled streets, in my dreams there are lots of cobbled streets. No idea why I specifically notice and dream about that.

There are much more small stores next to each other, and more people / crowds walking around, and it is always early evening or nighttime.

Even though I moved into another apartment 12 years ago, I still dream about our old apartment. I have never dreamed about the current one.
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Trevor

#11
If I dream about my hometown of Gweru, it's usually when my stress levels are high. Most of the city is in ruins, shadowy figures walk the streets, streets are torn up, broken windows, broken traffic lights and boarded up storefronts.

The places where I spent a lot of time as a kid - my schools, church, library and cinema - are still open yet eerie just to enter.

The cinema is advertising very well known movie titles but the posters and pics are from ghastly snuff movies while the church I was baptised and confirmed in has something nasty hiding in a foul smelling hole under the pulpit.

I usually wake up after I see myself standing next to the pulpit and feeling an evil presence 😳😳😳
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chainsaw midget

"My town" in my dreams is a mix between the places I've lived in Texas, Tennessee, and Florida. 

Sometimes my jobs are even a mix.  I had a dream not that long ago about working in Toys R Us, where I was still wearing a slight variation of my military uniform.

lester1/2jr

QuoteI had a dream not that long ago about working in Toys R Us, where I was still wearing a slight variation of my military uniform.

:bouncegiggle:

Most of my jobs have involved driving so they are all kind of the same, but I am almost always doing my earliest one, which was delivering these cookies on sticks for rich people. It was stressful because it took them forever to make the cookies and they would sometimes break, especially in the summer. All of this is magnified a hundred times in my dreams which are usually stressful and unpleasant.



I firmly believe people should be paid for dream labor. Also considering how many "trying to find the class, cram for a final" dreams I've had, I should have a Master's at least.