What are explaining dreams about?

What a crazy sensation that was. I've had this dream maybe 3 or 4 times that I can recall. I'm with other people I do not know and all of the sudden I recall being there before. I'm explaining this to the people I'm with, looking around saying, "Yea... Yea I've been here before. Don't you remember?"

So, here's the dream ripped from my journal.

A man stole a heart out of a dog. I traveled behind him to figure out the mystery. He went back to his apartment building (I assume) and found me out. He was going to try and take my heart too.

We had a conversation and I showed him I could call down spirits of wrath to suck the very flesh from his bones in the case he tried to harm me.

He stole the heart out of another dog. He explained that when 5 hearts were collected, they could be combined to bring back the heart of your choice. Meaning you could resuscitate a dead whomever. Again, he attempted to murder me but I stopped him.

For example, it’s this weird shopping mall. There’s like food court under the first floor. You go down these steps and it’s basically like a long hall with restaurants on either side. I remember going into one and honestly, I can only really draw it to describe it.

But ya, this is one place where for some reason, felt comfortable.

Or sometimes I dream of an alternate version of my parent’s house. It has more crazier things about it. For example, a river flowing by. Though the river is in a small canyon and there’s trees. Almost forested.

I had a crush on a girl 32 year ago. I never told her that I had a crush on her.

I haven't thought about her 32 years.

Last night, I had a dream. She was pushing a stroller to a park and complaining to other moms that I didn't help out with changing diapers. I was running around with other people playing football, but I still heard what she said.

Against my better judgement, I looked her up online this morning.

I was beyond shocked and sat in front of my computer motionless for almost half an hour or longer. I felt no air in my lungs and it was as if my body forgot how to breathe...

I found out that she had just passed away 11 days ago. There was an obituary from her family as well. Not really sure why, but I called her phone number from 32 years ago. The number was her parent's house from back then. A man picked up. It turned out to be her brother. He and his family now lives in that house. I told him who I was and he remembered me.

As I started telling him about my dream from last night, he became very quiet and said nothing for several minutes. I thought line had gone dead, but it turned out that he was crying. What he said next shocked me to my core... He said "did you know that she also had a major crush on you back then?" and "a couple weeks before she died, she said she was still in love with you and she really wanted to see you one last time, but we didn't know how to get in contact with you"....

I feel all the energy drained out of me. My entire body feels like it was injected with pure sadness that no words could describe.

I also had this dream last week. F/40s

Dream I am going to America for a holiday. I have only packed my duffle bag and only a handful of items.
I'm at the airport. I arrive very early. A lot of the dream is set in a big airport lounge. I really enjoy wandering around feeling like I am alone and enjoying it and looking forward to the trip.

As I go down the escalator, a volunteer old man wants to look at my ticket for ages and explain stuff to me I am impatient and barely hold back from rolling my eyes.

Now I have my two sons with me.
They have also each packed a bag. But I haven't checked them so I think they will have forgotten things.

I'm really early, but it's not until I am about to depart that I realise I don't really have enough stuff.
Luckily I have my US dollars packed- a stack of it. I think maybe I'll be able to buy what I need when I get there.
I see an empty hidden compartment in my handbag and think that would be to hold a passport. [It didn't occur to me in my dream that there is no passport in there, but when I woke up I thought this was an interesting detail.]
I realise this will be more of a family trip, no chance of a getaway alone.

An older woman and young boy asks me if they can leave the airport to visit the Great Sandy Hills.
I say, 'No there is a 6 ft fence, you can't leave the airport area.' They are disappointed, they had hoped to see some sights while they were here. But really they are just in transit, they shouldn't expect to be able to get out. I think, 'how stupid they are to think they'll be let out, how ridiculous!'

I watch a tv news clip of covid lockdown about new rules about extreme punishment if someone accidentally infects someone because they go out. The footage shows someone locked into their completely sealed off apartment basically and workers are pumping air through tiny pipes in the window; definitely not enough air. I say, 's*** just got real' and am saddened at their loss of freedoms.

Overall feeling of sadness.