Dream #1: Unable to brake

Dream :

I drive a car down the driveway to my parents' house. I would like to stop, but I can't brake, so I alternate between forward and reverse, narrowly avoiding obstacles. At first, I have the impression that the seat is poorly adjusted, which prevents me from pressing the brake pedal correctly all the way.

At one point I concentrate on pressing harder, and I manage to brake even though the car doesn't stop. Then I feel like the problem was actually rather that I was actually pressing the clutch pedal (left foot) instead of the brake pedal (right foot).

Dream #2: Tornadoes and Fires

Dream : 

I am staying with my partner Francis, a relaxing weekend type. I went for a walk in nature. The landscape is a mixture of land and water (river). Francis and I called each other at the same time because there was a problem. 

I see tornadoes in the very dark sky and a fire in the distance. For his part, Francis wanted to warn me of a fire, but it is not as dark and catastrophic as on my side.

I'm going to join him and get to safety. I have a very maneuverable 4x4. I go left, but the path is cut, because a bridge has collapsed and there is a river. It wasn't the right path anyway.

I turn back, and follow a car going in the right direction. The trail is so steep, it feels more like a hiking trail than a road. It’s sinuous, curved, a mixture of earth and water. The 4x4 overturns as I expected, it gets up, and I continue on my way.

Dream #3: My Mac was stolen

Dream : 

We are in a room and there is a place with a cupboard.

Antoine was with me and we did things. I come to ask him if I can use his remote-controlled helicopter.

At one point, we had to go to the US on a bus and I had forgotten the mac in the cupboard. Dad is there and I tell him and he tells me that we won't be able to go get him. When we came back, I don't really know why, there was someone who wasn't very nice. He wanted to steal things from us, hypnotize us to make money, manipulate us.

I went to the closet to get my computer. 

I took it, the bad guy told me to look elsewhere, I did, and the Mac disappeared.

I was angry and sad, because there were photos.