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In the back of my mind, I knew this room was there all along. So when they open the room up, it comes as little surprise to me. Old and dusty, there is little there but junk. They drag out some...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/987974"><title>Cars and maps.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/987974</link><description>One dream which stood out to me was one where we were caught in a car crash. Not that our car was injured, but others were. The police told us that we could go through as long as we agreed to have all the doors and panels taken off the car. The cars all around us were written off, but we drove...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/987627"><title>Zoo Animals</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/987627</link><description>The dream began when I returned home to our old house and found the whole garden filled with animals from a zoo. Not only that, but these were vicious animals out for blood. As soon as they saw me, they attacked, so I ran inside, only to find the animals coming after me. I was trapped upstairs...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/986613"><title>Driving</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/986613</link><description>I started by taking a course to drive an electric car. I remember thinking they were driving on the wrong side of the road for the UK. Someone informed me that I had failed, as the sides of the road did not matter. I wondered if we were looking at the same course. This led to a trip across a...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/985239"><title>The old House</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/985239</link><description>I haven't written down any dreams for a while, but the only recurring one is the one about our old place. We were trying to re-wire something in the house, which became a plumbing job. I warned the people that such a rash move would not end well, but no one listened. The result being, that new...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/976046"><title>Romance</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/976046</link><description>I rarely have any romance in my life. Mainly due to my own choice. But I'm not immune to feelings. So this dream was a shock for me. I was in some sort of market in the local town of Stamford. I was aimlessly wandering around as usual. Then was in a gang of people who wandered into someone's...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/975744"><title>Floods and cars.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/975744</link><description>Several dreams. One where the village is flooding and we have to go back to the old house to rescue some pets. The grey water is engulfing everything. Another is where I walk for hours on some country roads. I'm told to avoid a junction but come round there again, only to find a pile-up of cars....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/975485"><title>Large House</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/975485</link><description>Recurring dream. We are living in a huge(and I mean big) house. Some sort of castle or gothic building. The family is allowed to wander around and choose which room they might like. Mine had a bathroom! There are other people and other parts of the building we could explore. Not a bad feeling but...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/967267"><title>Magic Bus</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/967267</link><description>One where we were caught on a bus, but no one knew how to drive it. The bus started up on its own, and no one knew how to turn it off. Then it began to move sideways. To top it all, we all got off, only for the bus to float up into the air. We were inside a huge building and the bus was floating...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/962169"><title>Floods and more.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slam3855/962169</link><description>Have not written anything here for some time. To tell the truth, I have not been able to understand my dreams. So what we are left with is a mix of nonsense and confusion. 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