Dream #1: Examination of conscience

Dream: I'm going to take a math exam. (I've passed it before and already had it). I'm looking for some materials (rulers, squares). I pick up a book to get the mathematical formulas in my head. Many candidates are waiting. I get in the queue. I take the opportunity to read the mathematics book. I arrive a few minutes before the exam starts. The first geometry exercise is very difficult. I start with the 3rd exercise on football. My mother administers the exam. In a church, a lot of people. It's the funeral of a priest. People vote whether they want the ceremony now or later. People decide now. Evelyne who is behind me misunderstood and is not happy. I explain to him that the ceremony is for now. The priest's coffin enters the church and some applaud, then the whole church applauds. I have my shoes (old and dirty) in a plastic bag. I want to buy more.

Share: Evelyne is a work colleague who is extreme, who often dramatizes things. I studied science and I have a degree in mechanics (which is a physics subject where we study forces, etc.). I didn't like my studies, I didn't understand much about it, and I I didn't see what use it was going to be for me.

Dream #2: For sale

Dream: I am at home and in my living room there is a plant that I received when it was small and which was now very large. It had completely entered the floor, there were only large branches coming out of the floor and taking up all the space, I couldn't see the pot. I tried to pull at the branches, but nothing would move.

Share: My house has been for sale for 8 months in concrete terms. So I said to myself, “This is why my house isn’t selling.” I was a little panicked, I went to see the neighbor to ask him to redo the entire floor, it was the only solution if I wanted to sell my house, still money to put on the house (because I I've put a lot of them on lately). I was a little discouraged.

Dream #3: Memories of drugs

Dream: I am in a very comfortable hospital room (like a house). A homeopathic acupuncturist doctor I know in real life placed needles just under my knees and on my stomach. The goal is to bring up old memories and free myself from them. My sister, who on another bed, works in the same way as me on her own memoirs. The doctor is with us and monitors the process. I suddenly return to memories of a drug addict and I withdraw into myself, in the position of a fetus, frozen and trembling. I'm probably experiencing withdrawal again. The doctor comes to reassure me, to comfort me. I feel better thanks to him. He is very gentle. I find myself sitting in the waiting room with the acupuncture needles and in a white hospital nightgown. I have to see the doctor again to remove the needles. Others are waiting like me. I'm sitting in front of a row of chairs and children pass back and forth in front of me. When they touch my needles, it hurts. I have to push my legs every time so that they don't touch the needles. Then I'm in my living room, with a very speedy friend (she's also speedy in life, the opposite of me. She's also an excellent salesperson and very hands-on too). I'm in front of my computer at the same time and I'm looking at a video game decor site; I am then inside this setting. I'm high up on a platform in front of a building with some sort of sculpture on the facade (like a large figurehead of a ship but I can't see the shape clearly). I am really glued to this immense sculpture. I see 3D light effects on this sculpture, very elaborate, very beautiful. From up there, I look down around me and I see a whole park of 3D scenery, tourists walking around and who can enter these settings. I call my friend into the living room to come see this.