I don’t remember my dreams, but I do daydream in my waking hours. I study at two universities: ELTE and Corvinus; and I’d like to get a scholarship to study abroad. My dream is to travel to Turkey or to the USA and then come home. (more…)
A lot of my dreams are about my father whom I lost 5 years ago. My dreams always determine what my day is going to be like. I had it happen a few times that I dreamed about future things that would happen to my loved ones. My dreams are often very real and closely related to my real life. Right now I’m working in a cafeteria. I don’t dream about being rich, I just dream about a happy future in which I can have a loving and prosperous life with my family.
I can daydream all day long… I sit in the shade under the tree and I do statistics. What should I dream about? I’d like a new car I think. When I was younger I dreamed often: when I was going on vacation, I fell asleep very excited and dreamed about the vacation. These days unfortunately I don’t remember what I dream about at night.
My dreams are very extreme: they have absolutely nothing to do with my real life. They always take place in beautiful places, but I have absurd things happen to me: my teeth fall out, for example, or my body breaks up into small pieces.
My daydreams, though, are completely different. I daydream about gorgeous food, a bigger apartment, men, cars… I think I’m actually dreaming about a wealthy chef. 🙂
The other day I dreamed that I was walking in the woods and saw two donkeys, one of which was biting off a pig’s head. With the pig’s head in its mouth it started galloping towards me and I was forced to flee. As I was running I noticed this wild boar cub: knowing that its mother was a wild animal, I did my best to avoid it. (more…)
For me, dreams and reality sort of blend into each other. I never really let go of either one… I can’t go through the day without daydreaming, and at night my dreams are constructed out of my reality. As long as I live like this, I can be Virginia Woolf, have breakfast at Tiffany’s, or sing “The Way We Were” in a movie anytime I want, but according to my own book… Perhaps on Andrássy Avenue, and to my own Robert Redford. There are no boundaries!
I love to come out here to lie down. Often I fall asleep too: fresh air is very good for the brain, you know. Unfortunately, I rarely have dreams. But I daydream constantly! I look up at the blue sky and I dream up something beautiful. What would make me happiest in this world is if I had everything I long for.
I have only one recurring dream. I see a large body of black water and I’m lying in it naked. The most shocking part is that there is this big eye at the bottom of the lake and it’s watching me! I often release my aggression in my dreams: I have fights with my mom, for example.
One of my big dreams is to live by a lake in a pretty little log cabin, in the middle of a forest. 🙂
In most of my dreams I am flying: but never with the help of a device, always through my own will. It often happens that a dream I’m having is so powerful that after waking I want to fall back asleep and continue dreaming it, but unfortunately I never succeed in doing this.
My biggest dream is to become a photojournalist and travel around the world.
At night I often dream about stuff that interests me in my everyday waking hours. These days I often think about how much I love this period in my life where on the one hand I’ve started my adult life, but on the other hand I still get to experience the carefreeness of youth in many respects. In connection with this, in my dreams I often see myself in this state: forever young, free, cheerful…, and I wish this would last forever.
It’s a comforting feeling to be playing music outdoors… I hope that I manage to cheer up the people that pass me by – although most of them just look through me. When I was younger, I wanted to be a famous musician. Unfortunately, now I’m a bit too old for such daydreams, but I still believe in miracles!
I love to dream, but I like daydreaming even more! I lie down, and before falling asleep I dream up all sorts of situations. Events of that given day, for example, in which I wish I’d acted differently. Sometimes I imagine myself as a character in a film… It would be so cool to be a superhero at least once!
There is this dream which had a very lasting impact on me. One night I came home very exhausted and went straight to bed. I managed to go down to Alpha, but I got stuck halfway between reality and dream. My room was occupied by a ghost and it kept throwing me around – it was as if I were flying. I woke up with a start and noticed that my whole body was numb.
I can rarely recall my dreams – I always think that I will remember them, but then somehow they get erased from my memory. I had this one dream a long time ago which had a deep impact on me. It took place on a cold winter evening: I went to the cemetery and I told my mother that I couldn’t put the Christmas tree in the tree stand. My mom tried to help, but I told her: “You can’t help, mom, you are dead.” I had this dream a long time after her death, and since then I haven’t dreamed about her.
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night because of a bad dream. Very often there’s a big dark house in my dreams. I have a task, I have to find something, but I don’t know what and where. It’s very scary! This strange, ominous feeling comes over me as I enter the house. It’s a bit like when you watch a horror movie and the girl goes down to the basement because she’d heard a noise, and you just know that something bad is going to happen. Before I have a chance to find out, I wake up. It’s probably for the best!
I remember my dreams quite often; I can even recall some dreams from my early childhood. Falling is a frequently recurring motif. There is a recurring scene in my dreams in which I dislocate my jaw: I open it wider than usual, and in the dream I can feel the pain. There’s no bleeding, but the sensation is very unpleasant. I used to have braces: I realized that this might be the reason behind this dream. The pain I feel in the dream is the same kind of pain I used to feel back then.
We adopted little Daisy after my grandmother’s death. At first I wasn’t crazy about the idea of having a puppy, but she has become very precious to me. I don’t remember my dreams in the morning, only some of the feelings I experience in them. Daisy, however, probably dreams a lot. Unfortunately, she can’t tell me about her dreams, but she often wakes up with a start because of a bad dream. Sometimes she runs in her dream… It’s so cute. At times like this she’s probably dreaming about a nice open field where she can run free.
Almost every week I dream about a forest. I looked it up in a dream book because I was very frustrated by not knowing why this kept on happening. If I can remember correctly, it means that someone is deceiving me and I don’t realize it, or something like that.
Unfortunately, I don’t know what to do with this information, but I always wonder who it might be or why my subconscious would want to send me this message. I am very interested in these things but unfortunately I’ve never had a chance to really dig deep into this subject matter.
I rarely remember my dreams, and the ones I do remember are nightmares rather than dreams. They are quite varied – my brain is able to terrify me in a multitude of ways.
I daydream a lot, especially during boring lectures. I like to sing, so it would be fantastic to do something in this field in the long run. Another dream of mine is to live a life that I would be proud to look back on when I’m old.
I remember my dreams – I am very active at night. In my recurring dreams someone always dies. Another recurring theme is that I’m flying: this evokes very mixed emotions in me. Sometimes I am quite terrified while falling; this usually wakes me up.
I am studying management at college; I’d love to work at IKEA in upper management. Although every day I daydream about something else, it’s important to me to find the one thing that’s truly me.
My dreams are rarely positive. In my recurring dreams I keep seeing these very charming men, but they are all headless, so I can never recall what they looked like the following day, even though I’d like to.
In my waking hours I dream about going to New York and saving up enough money for plastic surgery.
As a child I was terrified of homeless people and I often had dreams in which they attacked me and my mother. It’s amazing how big an impact our feelings have on our dreams.
At work I often daydream about the future, like I’m doing now. Many hairdressers dream about opening their own hair salon, but I am happy with things as they are… I like working here.
We flew here from London for a few days to see the city. We have many dreams. I want to learn rowing; Aysha wants to be a concert pianist and a composer. She is too shy to talk about her dreams, but I know that the other day she had a dream about performing in an arena in front of thousands of people. I know that she can do it!