Time to say goodbye

The paramount thought of this dream was the conviction that I will be dead soon. The exact reason was unknown, however. Thus I was saying goodbye to everyone, giving some last words, wishes, deciding who will get my money - I even gave to my sisters some loose change. I also gave Asia, my oldest little sister, password to gmail so she could answer to incoming emails that I'm dead.

I felt almost nothing throughout the entire dream, apart from a few moments, when I was crying that I had been judging my father so badly lately, even though he is a good man after all... Other people also seemed devoid of any emotions.

In the last scene I'm rushing to the church, or rather a funeral parlour for my own funeral. I have my suit in the backpack so I ask someone inside where could I dress up. Then I asked myself why should I die? I felt really good, not as a person who is on the edge. Then I woke up.

Run for a shelter!

Me and my friend were on the snowy peak of a mountain. The weather was going worse, so I tied us with a rope to the rock.

Then, after some time, we somehow slided down to the green, prolific valleys. The landscape was fairytale, yet I could sense in the air something looming. Nevertheless I felt no dread, just a need to hide. We started to look for a shelter. I had a strange feeling of being omnipotent, for I was picturing all follow-ups of my actions. While trying to hide somewhere I already known that I would be spotted there.

So, when I was entering a manor I instantly known the arrangement of the rooms. On the second floor, on the back of the building, I found several children playing. They were holding their hands and dancing in the circle. I felt that this is the best shelter - to join this fun.