#02048

Epona

8 dreams shared

The Bizarre Dream of a Broken Phone Camera

I dreamt that a small piece of glass was knocked off my phone's (iPhone 15 Pro Max) camera lens, causing the top part of my photos to look somewhat distorted and blurry.

4/1/2026

Mysterious1

Garden of Mirrored Skies and Childhood Reflections

I walked into a garden where every flower was a small mirror reflecting a different sky. Some showed sunset, some showed starry nights, some showed aurora. In the center of the garden was a pond that reflected not me, but a version of me as a child, smiling and reaching up.

3/1/2026

Mysterious

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Sitting in a living room that smelled of old carpet. The TV flickered with static, playing a childhood cartoon I couldn't quite name. The characters had no faces, yet they kept calling my nickname. Despite the dim light, I felt an inexplicable sense of safety.

2/2/2026

Confused

A Perilous Elevator Ride at the Japan Immigration Bureau and Dusk by the Sea

Because a colleague had once caught a fish, another colleague and I accompanied him to the Japan Immigration Bureau to testify. The staff member there was an older woman with a very pleasant demeanor. After the other colleague (who was a manager) signed the paperwork and handed it to her, she told the fish-catching colleague, 'We will forgive you this time, but you must not catch fish again.' Afterwards, she walked us to the elevator. My colleague and I stepped inside, and the doors closed. I figured it was fine if the two of us went down first, but once the doors shut, the buttons became unresponsive, and the elevator began a relentless descent. We were incredibly tense, but all we could do was stare, terrified of a sudden crash. We seemed to have called the company. They could track our location on their end, viewing a cross-sectional diagram that showed the elevator shaft stretching from the above-ground Immigration Bureau office deep into the earth. The underground portion was immensely long. I watched the little dot representing our elevator descending at a steady pace until it finally came to a halt, and we felt no impact whatsoever. I then began to feel relieved that the elevator wasn't situated right by the ocean, sparing us from flooding. On the right side of the cross-section, the sea was visible, sloping deeper and deeper. However, since it was coastal water, the seabed shown on the diagram did not reach as deep as the bottom of our elevator shaft. The scene then cut to a sandy beach at dusk. My colleague's manager was there, guarding a sandcastle to keep a group of children from destroying it.

4/1/2026

Happy

Enchanting Crystal Forest and Luminous Deer Dream

I was walking through a forest where every tree was made of crystal. Sunlight hit the branches and scattered into thousands of tiny rainbows. The ground was covered in soft glowing moss. I reached a clearing where a huge crystal tree stood in the center, its roots going deep into a pool of liquid silver. A white deer with antlers made of light appeared from behind the tree and looked at me.

3/1/2026

Mysterious

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Falling asleep on a late-night train. Orange streetlights flashed rhythmically across my face like a warm hypnosis. The carriage was empty, save for the low hum of the motor. I didn't know where it was headed, but I hoped it would never stop.

2/1/2026

Happy

Journey Through Seasons: A Timeless Train Ride Dream

I was on a train that traveled through different seasons. The window showed spring cherry blossoms, then suddenly golden autumn leaves swept across the glass. The train entered a tunnel of snow-covered trees, everything silent and white. When it emerged, it was summer, and the train was running along a coastline with azure water. An old woman sitting across from me handed me a photograph of this exact train, taken decades ago.

3/1/2026

Mysterious1

Wednesday Afternoon, or Expired Sea Salt

I can't remember how it started. Anyway, the moment I opened my eyes, I was standing in a rather dilapidated underpass. The walls were plastered with those brightly colored advertisements, but on closer inspection, the images printed on them were actually all the erasers I had lost as a child. I walked forward. At the corner stood one of those old-fashioned vending machines, its fluorescent tubes flickering. I wanted to buy a bottle of water, but the coin slot spat out a limp paper banknote with a drawing of my neighbor's cat on it. Just then, the vending machine spoke. Its voice sounded exactly like my high school math teacher. It asked me, "Do you want to buy 'Wednesday Afternoon' or 'Expired Sea Salt'?" Inexplicably, I chose "Expired Sea Salt." With a clunk, a transparent plastic bag dropped out. Inside, there was actually a small puddle of seawater, and on the surface of the water, a miniature lighthouse was glowing. Just as I was about to tear it open, the lighthouse suddenly started sounding an alarm. The noise was deafening, shaking the entire underpass until it wobbled like jelly. Next, the floor tiles beneath my feet turned into rows of black and white piano keys. With every step I took, a very muffled piano note rang out. The erasers in the advertising posters along the way all came to life, rolling wildly all over the ground, trying to rub out my footprints. I panicked hard right then, possessed by the feeling that if my footprints were completely erased, I would become a "person not found" and cease to exist. Then came the most absurd part. I ran out of the underpass, and outside was not a street at all, but a vast, pinkish-purple desert. There were three moons in the sky, arranged in an isosceles triangle. The middle moon was like a monitor, scrolling the lyrics of the song I had been humming in the shower yesterday, but it was all gibberish. I looked down at that bag of "sea salt" and saw a miniature me walking out of the lighthouse inside, holding an even smaller plastic bag, looking right back at me. And then I woke up from thirst.

2/10/2026