Dreams involving the loss, breakage, yellowing of teeth are extremely common and are most often regarded by psychologists as signs that the dreamer is worried (consciously or sub-consciously) about the loss or weakening of his or her strength, youth, beauty, or self-confidence.

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I had a dream last night that I got a west highland white terrier puppy which was the cutest thing ever because it really was tiny and I had to go over one of those jungle bridges and I needed to put it in a jar to keep it safe but I was really scared it was going to suffocate.
Then Tesco rang me and I woke up.

• sky diving
• bungee jumping
• see the northern lights
• see the severn bore
• paintballing
• gorge walking
• have my own stall at a craft fair
• make a snowman (i haven’t done this in 10 years)
• tbc

it felt like a video game, in my head. the visuals were quite vivid, but they’re seeping now.
I was a creature, from a game like World of Warcraft. But I was in the game. I was the character. I had a staff, it was the same height as me. It was in a T shape, and I had red ribbon hung on it.
The last few moments, I was in a stone room. with 16 or so Y wooden posts - they were all in line in a grid. I saw someone outside, the person that had trained me. It was a woman. She was against me, now that she was no longer training me. I hid in the cove, right next to the arch (there was no door). And I waited for her trainee to step in. I attacked him, and he was quick, he sent some magic spell back but I blocked it with my staff and created a shield which filled the space of the doorway. I had a few seconds to figure out what I could do. He shot another magic attack, but duh, I had my shield. There was another character, out of the corner of my eye. Slightly smaller. I knew I had to be quick. I took my shield down, and hit the smaller one, and attacked the trainee whilst moving. Running backwards and casting.
Then I woke up. My heart beating like I had been in a real fight. I could just feel the adrenaline pumping round my body. I just lay there, breathing it out until it felt normal.

This dream was in colour.

I was sat with Joe, in a car. Joe was in the driving seat, and I was in the passenger seat. The car was stationary, and it was rather battered. The car looked like it’d been in a crash. I noticed on the driver seat window the letters RSMillard were perfectly cut out of the glass, but the surrounding glass was scratched and dark. My one of my boyfriends sisters is called Rosie Millard, I have no idea about her middle name though. Then I saw that the back seat passenger window had been smashed in, but you could see the start of a word had also been cut, the letter was J. J for Joe.
I turned to Joe, and asked “Are you okay being here?” because I assumed it was a car crash that he had had with his family. Those kinda of things leave marks on people, emotionally and mentally.
He was being cool about everything, looked at me and just said “Yeah, its fine”
I remember saying “I’m not” and feeling a deep sense of fear, I was uncomfortable being there. I wanted to get out. Trapped in this car wreck, not knowing what could still happen.

Thats all I can remember. It was all in black and white.

I need dream subjects for my art project :)