What are computer dreams about?

I dreamed I was at my computer with my mom, I think the context could have been that I just got a new setup and all the components worked other than the mouse? Either way, I had two mouses, probably the old one and the new one, and we were trying to make the new one work, plugging it in and out, looking at the case, etc. At one point I was ok with the old as well but my mom kept trying, but I didn't stop her as I didn't have a problem with it. At one point she gave up and told me how now she's exhausted and how "I should know that right now she has a lot on her head" or something like that, or how she's extremely stressed lately, and in the dream I felt genuine pity when she said that.

So it's the mature anima telling me my anima is fucked? oh oh

And the mouse, it's the main way to control the computer, they keyboard too, but the mouse first. So it's the ego, computer could be the whole psyche ("operating" system), and idk what changing between two mouses meant

I had a dream last night where I was at school and the computer I was on had gotten a virus and all sorts of lude things kept popping up and everytime I tried and rollback it didn't work.

In my dream I seemed to teleport to my computer at home only to find it also had a virus. I remember thinking almost lucidly "that's impossible they have two separate hard drives" in which I suddenly snapped out of it and woke up

I am a male, 29, Hispanic/Caribbean/Polish hybrid, currently recovering from chronic depression. I am a carpenter and aspiring writer. Strongly considering reentering the dating scene, currently single of course.

Basic context: in my dream I am some kind of mercenary or special agent who works with a small group of others. My ability is that I can become incorporal like a ghost and possess the bodies of others. Just as often I find myself rewiring and doing work in my own body.

The environment is all metal, like some kind of high tech research station or even a space station, though I cannot recall a specific detail concerning that. I work with my real life brother, a friend, and an older, statuesque woman who wears glasses. Together we are doing something important.

The meat of the issue: at some point as we are working, we are tasked with recovering a person of interest who is at risk. Our enemy is undefined, and the dream consistently implies that our adversaries in general are not constant, depending largely on what we are doing.

We recover this person, a girl wearing a purple wig and wierd contact lenses who is some kind of online streamer. She has no idea what's going on but is relatively compliant when we go to get her, which is a good thing because our escape from her location is one of the very few moments in the dream where I can remember our team being shot at, and us having to just run for our lives.

We get away, have to keep her nearby until the job is done and the job continues. She can't really help us, but she's funny, a little weird, but charming. Eventually (long story short), we secure what we need to secure to end the job, and her safety is no longer at risk so we plan to take her back to where we found her soon.

We hit it off well in casual conversation and mutual interest, and so when we conclude that its safe to take her back, it occurs to me that I could ask her out. I decide to do so the next time I'm alone with her (my friends are great but theyr also assholes). I ask if she'd like to go out and see a movie or some such (I say it more awkwardly than I thought I would, even though I'm not really feeling anxiety) and she agrees.

I'm feeling alright, definitely up beat. I end up going to another room to work on a computer and tell.my friend who is there that I have a date after the job is done. He's happy, I'm happy, and then...

One of my fucking teeth becomes loose in my mouth. It feels really really real, and I reach in and touch it, finding it very loose in my gums. I push a little and it pops right out. Well fuck me, I have a gap tooth grin now. Definitely not something I'm trying to have with my first date in nearly a decade.

I try to put it back for a moment but stop a second later when I realise that isn't going to work, I need a dentist. My friend is basically in shock. Just as I'm going to leave to start doing something about this, I feel a pressure in my mouth and then a crack. SO REAL!!!!

I open my mouth and fund another, larger tooth has SHATTERED in my mouth, what the fuck?! I begin spitting tooth fragments out into my palms, but after a second I realize that the fragments are;

1. Too numerous.

2. Too thick

3. All blue and marbled like Turquise stone.

I open my mouth again and go to a mirror to look at the tooth and see that it, or at least what's left of it, is turquise, a cracked flattened bass of turquise stone. I keep spitting it out and even pull the rest of the base out of my mouth gingerly. My hands are almost FULL of broken shards of blue stone.

This makes me panic, and that panic wakes me up.

I would have dismissed this dream normally, but so much about it stuck with me and so much of it was SO vivid. I feel silly for asking honestly, but, does this mean something?

This happened in January, but I wrote it down as soon as I woke up and I feel that I remember it quite well.

It started as a regular dream, which was quite vague and undefined. I was with friends at a Halloween themed party, and there was something to do with canal boats (I live near a canal). Totally usual dream stuff.

Then I was suddenly on a familiar street, and I saw a man in a suit, a trench coat, and a fedora. He said "you should come with me now." and I think he held out his hand.

As soon as he said that, I "woke up". He was kneeling or sitting on the floor next to my bed and he was talking to me. I can't remember exactly what he said cause at this point everything felt so vague. It was something along the lines of "don't worry, you're just in a trance", and he said something about computers. He said some more things, but I can't remember what. His voice was very calm. The feeling was so strange, I don't know what to compare it to. I imagine it was like being very drunk, except I don't drink so I can't be certain on the accuracy of that comparison.

Anyone experienced anything similar?

To begin, my boyfriend and I were sitting in a computer café where this advert appears, talking about these brand new AI bees released by the government. They were sent out in order to pump your brain silly with serotonin, meaning you'll be happy until you die of natural causes. However, in the dream it was common knowledge that these bees were also used in order for the government to control your mind and create an army (because dream logic - you gotta assume the worst, or at least in my case).

My boyfriend leaves the advert open, allowing one of the bees to crawl out of the screen, which lands on the temple of his head. Immediately, his eyes become vacant like he's staring off into space. A load of other bees pour out of the computer screen and land on all the other people in the café, myself included. As I'm screaming "get off of him!!!!!" to this little robot bee on my boyfriend's head, I start to feel myself succumb to the power of this bee on my head (which is strange because it's a dream, but I guess I really wanted to play along with the story).

We all march out of the café and end up down this long strip of road, which I believe was a walk-way at my old middle school. We all line up and one of the government officials informs us "do not attempt to remove the bees, this can cause a seizure, and you will die." So for the rest of our lives we only ever felt happiness, no other emotion, which was driving some people crazy. There were others who forcefully ripped the bees away from their heads, which of course killed them. The only way we could communicate our real feelings was by saying "the old me would have hated that" or "old me isn't too happy about this", as we could hear ourselves in our heads trying to escape.