What are detour dreams about?

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It’s December 6, 2020.
I’m going to a Boostation concert.
I’ve never heard of this band in the waking world before but it sounded like a combination of folk punk + Mr. Kitty + sweeping orchestral choruses, pining lyrics, and false-chord screaming.

The roads are blocked because of Covid still, but I find a detour and I blast the music in my car on the way to the concert.

There’s no price - it’s a charity merch fundraiser.
Cashier: “What is this concert for?”
Me, turning to the crowd: “Because it’s December and everything fucking SUCKS.” (Trying to cater to the crowd a little)
There are a lot of “Hell yeah”s and fist pumps in response.
A lot of people have dyed hair, mohawks, piercings. Some are dressed goth, some punk, some scene.

I go down to concert venue, and it looks like a combination of Hell at The Masquerade and Ponce City Market in Atlanta.
(Dark, concrete floor, clear doors you push to open, stairs)
I go down some stairs, see some people blasting the music and singing along.
I don’t know the band super well, but I recently discovered them and really like them! Just happy to be there.

I look at the merch table but don’t see any Boostation merch yet, only stuff for the other band playing.
I wore black jeans, black hoodie, black converse over a band tee (looked like some metal band).
Black guy comes up to me, tall, dreads in a ponytail, skinny, glasses (I know him irl appearance wise but he wasn’t that guy) and hands me some stuff I dropped, compliments my outfit.

We start chatting and then I wake up.

I had a very personal and vivid dream that I have to get off my chest.

Background on myself that applies to this dream: It involves a past relationship that is possibly going to rekindle. I used to date someone and consider that person a soulmate. We met in the US but they live abroad and are expected to move to Canada soon. We are planning to meet up multiple times and we have discussed moving in together. We are both on good terms and had to end the relationship because of distance but it's obvious we still care about one another. I am also currently living at home at that will apply at the very end...

THE DREAM:

I’m at my old high school (everyone there was currently my age now) and my entire class was outside and joined by other schools so it was packed with people. My friends kept telling me that citizens from my ex's country were gonna be in the area for this soccer game on the football field, which looked bigger than usual along with the outside of the school in general. When they told me that, a friend of my ex ran up to me and hugged me. We talked and she said that my ex was gonna be here so I should call her. I did and we were trying to figure out how to meet up but apparently everyone was at my school for Holocaust Remembrance Day, which meant everyone had to go inside and go to these meetings about it. Everyone outside ended up inside (Don't really recall how I got in) and the meetings just involved us sitting down and looking out the window.

We would have short breaks and I would end up calling my ex in this old hallway filled with underpaid workers who gave me dirty looks but I could care less about it. During the calls, we ended up talking about her future journalism career, which had a focus in criminal justice in the calls, and I kept asking if she wanted to meet my family and I could show her my hometown. She said yes but said time was limited since she had to go back home the very next morning. We also mentioned dressing up fancy and meeting at a junk yard for some reason...

But anyway, I notice everyone going to the football field and I joined my friends trying to get there. I’m telling people I’m gonna meet her but they all just shake their heads no. As I get to the field, some people push me into this weight room near concessions with other jocks from my school and instruct us not to leave because we were being punished. As I’m trying to get out, I end up leaning back on this wall and I have this big bag of chips with me in my hand. This jock next to me takes it and tells me “Listen fam, this is the price you pay for holding it and not eating it!” Everyone laughs as he takes it out of my hand and I’m trying to take some chips out cause I was hungry but he and his friends just laugh and gobble the food down. He then tells me to leave this hell hole, since he wants to go to Bakersfield, California, so I just get out of this weight room that had the doors shut on us... Yeah, it takes this weird detour for some reason...

I’m trying to get to the football field but I’m walking sideways in the dream effect where you can’t really walk. People are stopping me as I’m trying to get to the soccer match. I finally get up these stairs and end up getting told that I can’t take a seat because the 100,000th ticket was purchased before me. This blonde family near me turns to me and says “THAT’S WHAT YOU GET WITH BIDEN IN OFFICE!” The last few seconds involved me throwing money at the ticket person, demanding to go in, while this family kept making political comments which resulted in me screaming at them to shut up and the ticket person to fuck off and let me in.

I hear my ex's voice the whole time calling my name and I go to turn towards it when it becomes the loudest BUT... My dad was plowing the driveway (Real life... Yes, this early...) and it woke me up...

25 yo male, last semester of engineering. Kind of hate how I'm taking so long to finish my degree as I have been studying for 6 years. When I was 19, I created my own commercial cleaning business that my Dad now runs and I live off the profits while I study. There are two things on my mind that has been troubling me. I am currently writing my thesis and I haven't done much work on it and I have 3 weeks left to finish it. I have been dodging work for a while. And secondly, this girl I have been talking to for a solid 2 month recently ghosted me. This is still bugging me cause I don't know went wrong. My only assumption is she is busy, but I overthink.

Around 6 weeks ago I had a dream where I decided to take a detour and ended up at a set of lights on a slope. When the light went green I couldn't control the car, and the dream revolved around me controlling the car in reverse and trying to do the least damage I could do until I drove into a muddy plain and the car got stuck in the mud. I tried to call the police, but I kept getting transferred to like ads. My feelings throughout this dream was frustration.

Today. I had a dream where I asked the girl if she wanted to catch up. She said yes and we went out for lunch in the city. For some reason, I was not driving my own car, but my Dads Truck. I dont think the dream went into the lunch, but I remember I was driving her home. She was being very flirty and it ended up escalating to her rubbing her face into my face. Kind of like a cat. I did enjoy this alot. But it started to anger me cause she was getting so close to me I couldn't use the brakes in the truck and the driving started to become reckless. I ended up losing control and told her to stop sticking on to me. I ended up turning into a random turn a long the main road in an attempt to minimise possible destruction I could cause. The place I turned into happen to be a truck repair yard.

I parked in this main garage and the staff started to interrogate me. They checked my truck and recognised it was my Dads truck. Soon after, my Dad shows up to pay the maintenance fee on the Truck and we swap cars. My dad then tells the staff that I am the type of person to wear a Naga Scaled Armor. This is a reference to an old game I used to play where the Armor provides max hp% but you take extra damage. The purpose of this was that there was a class called the Paladin, and his skill called Devotion allowed you to link with another player and take damage on their behalf. And the maths around it is that you would just build max hp%.

But from within the dream, I interpreted as "I am a nice/pure guy, and that evidently allows me to be prone to be hurt from others."

The dream ends here.

Starts off with a raining hellfire. Panic everywhere. Everyone's trying to just get some cover.

I've somehow end up in a ground floor of a school and I'm in a classroom. I have someone with me, not sure who. He goes under a table and starts crying. I tell him 'okay you can have this place, I'll go look for another place to get some cover'. I'm not sure if that's a person I know or if that's just a stranger. Can't remember faces at all.

I keep running for a while and there's a residential area where there isn't much of this hellfire happening. I look at a couple of houses to get safe, end up at some or the other house. I think it was the staircase of a house where I decided I'll lay low for a while. It was a place from where I could see quite a bit of what's happening outside.

Surprisingly people in this area are a little oblivious to what was happening wherever I was earlier and it kinda looked like they had no idea what was actually going on. Someone starts coming to the staircase where I'm at, and I slowly move away. After a little bit of tiptoeing that person eventually sees me and he/she didn't care.

I then move to a terrace of a house and I'm not sure if I'm at the same house I was earlier, but I can see a lot better from this point. Not sure what happened then, but I remember there were a few people hiding out with me this time.

Still nothing on the outside, it's pretty quite and 2 or 3 people are walking on the road minding their business.

Real life: There was this cab driver, around 6 months ago who had dropped me off to the airport and he had my number. He had asked me to give him a call when I'm back, so that he can pick me up (get some business going his way). After a couple of months of travelling he'd started calling, I never picked. And when I did come back home, I just booked an Uber and reached home. He was still calling/dropping messages every now and then and I ended up blocking him.

Back to the dream now-

I receive a call from this same driver and again I don't pick. And like I said there are quite a few people hiding out with me this time. And some guy (probably the cabbie) walks into the terrace and he's out of his mind, probably looked like someone who was tripping balls on psychedelics. But the people around me notice there's something off with his eyes.

I take a closer look and right next to his iris on one of his eye, there's another grey circle with some writings in it. I try to read that and it says, "namaste" in hindi and a couple other languages. It was then all of us realised that this was their way of greeting us.

Not really sure what happened next, but the firing had stopped. We thought, probably that's it, whoever did this will take over and rule over our us and we gotta get used to the new regime. Hey, at least the violence and the killing has stopped.

Realised the next second I was wrong, and by this point of time I'm not at the same terrace and I'm sort of at a higher altitude and there's a place where if you fall, you die (not exactly a hill, but a city where the earth had collapsed). These aliens, are dropping people from that point for fun. I see that it's not over yet and start to run with the people that are with me.

While running, I see that there are a few aliens ahead of us who are drilling (?) on the ground so that everything on our side falls into the abyss. I try to take a detour and somehow safely evades that.

*Then I wake up. Also, I think this was the second time I had this same dream in the same night.*

I woke up about an hour ago from a dream that I was bit on the 2nd toe by a black and brown tiny snake. I told my mom in the dream that I needed to get to the hospital fast. However the dream took a detour and i was telling my fiancee mom that he cheated on me and i caught him and that I wouldn't take our daughter away from him but I didn't want anything to do with him anymore... What does this dream mean ?