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I had some weird dream, a jumbled mess, I don't remember anything. I woke up feeling like someone had just crapped in my head. And overall, everything feels messed up. Yeah, everything is messed up, but I haven't woken up with such a terrible feeling in a long time. In short, a messed-up morning, a messed-up Monday, a messed-up life.

I had normal dreams, although I don't remember the specifics; something about Japan, samurai, and women. But when I woke up, I also felt that sense of life being a complete mess, and you can't escape it.

something about Japan, samurai, and women

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And when I woke up, I also had this feeling of being overwhelmed by life, and you can't escape it.

Well, before, I would just wake up with thoughts like "I woke up again" and "why get up," but today, a bad feeling was added, it's hard to describe this feeling.

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I thought about it and came to the conclusion that it's probably because I was in a relatively good mood on Sunday and especially on Saturday. And this feeling of being overwhelmed is probably just because it's unusual.

Wouldn't it be great to spend the whole night dreaming about lying on an operating table, with the surgeon making fun of me the whole time, lol.

It’s been a while since I had any dreams. And that’s a good thing, considering the recent trends in my dreams.

The same situation. Over the past 2 months, if I did dream, it was something simple, harmless, easily forgotten.

I wish I could just lie on the operating table all night in my dreams, and the surgeon would make fun of me. Lol.

Cutting, cutting, cutting! Ahaha, just kidding! And here - oooop-pa! Ahahaha, don't flinch, I'm just doing it the dumb way! What? When will the anesthesia kick in? It's okay, don't worry, it's not painful - it's like a mosquito bite. Ahahaha, okay, okay, don't freak out, it's just local, it should start working soon. We'll start now, and it will kick in right about then. Okay, here we go! Ahahaha, just kidding, I'm not cutting, here - a little pinch to scare you, ahah! Just hang in there, you're a man.

I clearly remember how they pulled out my teeth when I was a child.

a little scare, haha

I remember the surgeon hitting me hard in the stomach with scissors when I was screaming in pain, like to shut me up. But this wasn't in a dream, it was in real life.

I just had some strange dream. Basically, there were two families in this dream: the first consisted of a single mother with a son who was a student, and the second consisted of a husband, wife, and an eight-year-old boy. The student son, from the first family, was very loved by his mother and she took great care of him. However, he had to leave to study far away from her. The mother, for this very reason, was very nervous, worried a lot, and became a little unhinged. For some reason (it wasn't explained in the dream), she couldn't communicate with her son. And I don't remember how it happened, but either due to her direct actions or indirect ones (such as unwillingness to help, for example), the parents from the second family died or disappeared (again, I don't remember). Their son began to live with the mother from the first family, who treated him like her own son and took care of him just as much. The boy, for some reason, was okay with it. It seems she lied to him about his parents. Time passed, and then the student son returned home. He was no longer a young man, but a grown man (with a beard). He was fully aware that the situation in the house was strange, but he still stayed to live with his mother. However, what was happening was very stressful for him. His mother was acting like a crazy person, considering the boy from the second family as "her son," and practically ignoring her real son. It was as if she acknowledged his existence as a person and her child, but at the same time, she treated him completely differently. In the end, after a couple of weeks or months, the student moved out. That's the end of the dream.

It’s more like a movie script than a dream.

A flawed scenario.

More like a story from real life than a dream.

A sad story.

I had a strange dream. I don't remember the details, but I remember one thing clearly. There was Arandor and some other guys, I don't remember who. Arandor was standing on one of the streets of my city near some kind of stand with inscriptions and pictures, and he was either presenting something or just showing it. There were believers standing around with their books. And Arandor was so cute, like an anime girl, but he was a boy. I was so surprised, thinking, "Wow, he's such an anime cutie."