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I have a house, a market place, a car park, a block of student flats and a small village in the country. I've had them for years, since I was a child, and have visited them enough times to remember what they're like when I'm awake but I've never been able to match them with anything in real life. They seem to be purely fictional. I wonder why my brain doesn't create new places.
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I thought I had problems
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How much does the window cleaner charge to clean the houses windows and does he come weekly or fortnightly
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I think your brains got enough to worry about.especially with that block of student flats without creating new places for it to worry about
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My only advice is to make sure them students know exactly what the rules are and that they know you will stand no nonsense from them
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Ps and any breakedges and damage to your property will be subtracted from their deposit
And make an appointment to see the doctor as soon as possible .tell him its urgent as your thinking of selling your car and moving house |
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They all used to tell me theirs always someone worse off than yourself .even with all that he thinks he owns he still thinks he's better off than me
It's true there's always someone worse off than you on a betting site |
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PPS but he takes some beating
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Ppps do you talk to yourself in your dreams .because I know a lady in my dreams who talks to herself who is looking for a man who talks to himself with a view to marriage
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I'm often flying high over the surface of Mars, to the soundtrack of New Order's Your Silent Face. Then I suddenly spot a large, water-filled lake. Poking above the surface of the lake is the roof of an ornate, 19th-century house.
I get all excited at proof of the existence of water on Mars and that the Victorians had colonized the planet. Yet when I try to land, I can never find it again. There's another dream where I'm trying to walk from New Street station in Birmingham to Snow Hill station. It's even more difficult to find in a dream than it is in real life. I know Snow Hill station really does exist, but I bet there are some people who have been wandering around the Bull Ring shopping centre with suitcases for the last forty years who'd have their doubts about that. |
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Do wah Diddy
I thought I had problems Couldn't get past that for laughing.  |
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Snow Hill was a Virtual Station in the 80's
years ahead of the game |
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akabulaYou must have seen this image somewhere lybertyne...could have just been a picture or a film. My dreams are better than my real life. I dream I am in different parts of the world in different times, even the future, and always doing something exiting. I wish my real life was like this I also dream my first true love accepted me instead of giving me the boot as in real life. It is not erotic, I am past them, but sweet, also dream I am in happier times and places from my past All pretty normal I should think |
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There is an old Russian saying
‘ Bad dreams - Good life . Good dreams - Bad life |
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I don’t suppose it makes much sense
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In answer to the OP, yes happiness.
 . better trying to creat our own when awake. |
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I once dreamt I was in the doorway of Lidl in Taunton late on a Saturday night, with Harriet Harman giving me a ****.
Not sure whether that counts as a good dream or a bad dream. On the one hand it's Harriet Harman. On the other hand a **** is a ****, whatever the source. On the third hand she did charge £25 for it, and you'd frankly expect batter value at Lidl. |
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Screaming, that's not a dream but your worst nightmare, unless you are into S&M,
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They're just locations where a lot of my dreams take place. With the block of student flats, there's one flat in particlar that I actually go to. I have a girlfriend there. Up to the age of about 10 I'd regularly dream of a cell in a prison. I'd be sitting at a table with another man and a couple of men are standing in the room. Then some more men would enter the room, I'd stand up and have my hands cuffed behind my back. I'm then led out through another door towards the gallows. The dream never progressed beyond that.
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I used to have nightmares where I'd be arrested. My mum used to reassure me, telling me that the Queen wouldn't let me be arrested as I was too young
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