I just had a really weird dream. One of those that you wake up and go back into the same dream later when you fall asleep again. I was me but surrounded by people I don’t know irl but I truly did in my dream. I was with a group of friends. One of them was going through a separation and we were helping him move out. The ex was there as well and we all knew her and the guy for years. She was a part of the friend group.

The thing that really fucked with me is these people that don’t exist were so real. It included inside jokes that I knew, back stories of how we met. Reminiscing of things we did together in the past. I remember pulling out my phone and shooting the shit with one of the guys showing old pics and videos of crazy shit we did in the past for instance.

There was also drama that I knew about in my dream and watched progress / unfold in front of me. Like a few of the closest people to the guy going through this were a no show.

Idk it was just fucking weird, like I was completely emersed in the situations, having unique conversations with these “friends”, the story progressed like the movers finally showing up. People coming and going. Me getting yelled at to get off my ass and start helping.

The whole thing was surreal and I think what made it weirder was that it wasn’t very eventful. Usually dreams are more interesting? Like it was just me, existing, doing something with this friend group that doesn’t get together very often anymore that I had known for years but literally don’t exist. Another weird thing is I wasn’t the main character. I was just helping a friend out that needed me.

Idk, the whole thing fucked with me. I have never had a dream so… Immersive based completely on people I don’t know?

  • abbadon420@sh.itjust.works
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    15 hours ago

    When I was around 10 -12, I had this recurring dream about a girl that lived next to my house. Just across the stream that runs behind my house, maybe two soccer fields distance.

    I used to go play with her every night in my dreams for years. Maybe not every night, but very regularly. We did all kinds of fun things, explore the neigbourhood, hide and seek, build a hut, just normal kid stuff.

    Things is, there is no stream behind my house, only a dried up ditch. Also there’s a couple other houses close by, but not in that direction. I never knew this girl in real life. But that was fine. It was probably just a kid’s imagination who wanted a close friend like that.

    But, a couple years later I met my wife. She looks the spitting image of that girl, only a bit older. Maybe my memory is playing tricks on me after two decades, but I do explicitly remember first time seeing her thinking “she looks like that girl from my dreams”.