What are jacket dreams about?

Like many people I had the recurring dream of being chased by a dark figure, it was a shadow in a trench coat, no facial features just shadow. I began having the dream when I was in elementary school and had it until just less than a year ago. It always went the same, I was running through my house, or my high school or my hometown and he was always right behind, the dream would either end with me falling off a building or bridge or him getting right up to me and reaching out with a shadowy claw and me waking up screaming.

Well I reached a low point in my life, had broken up with my girlfriend and just had a lot going on at work and school. I was fed up with life in general (NOT suicidal, just to the point I had very few "F's" left to give). Had an especially bad day and went to bed, the "dark figure" dream started, but instead of being terrified as I always had been before, I just got fighting mad. I was done with it! If he was going to kill me then so be it, but I was going to give him one hell of a fight! I remembering turning toward him and charging full bore right into him, all fear was gone there was only utter rage, I wanted to rip him limb from limb. I had the general dream sensation of wrestling around...and realized I wasn't hurting him....but he wasn't hurting me either, he was slashing me with shadowy claws but I felt absolutely no pain. Then I remember staring him right in the shadowy void that should have been his face and just laughing, laughing harder than I had ever laughed. I woke up laughing so hard tears were streaming down my face. But the thing is I felt much better. Not only about the dream but life in general, my mood had improved a hundred fold. I felt ready to take on the world!

After that the dark figure made a several more appearances, but the terror was gone, I might feel a tinge of fear when he first appeared, but I would quickly get over it and stand my ground and think "you ready for round 2 buddy? I know you can't do a damn thing to me" and he would fade away.

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?

I was with my old friend from middle school. We only see each other once a year now. We were in a park, it was winter. People were sitting on benches covered in snow. They all took off their coats and threw them onto a big pile. They lit the pile to warm themselves.

My friend and I laughed at them for burning their clothes to feel warm, even though keeping them on would've kept them warm for much longer.

That was the dream. I'm just sharing it here because I wanna know what it meant and because I don't wanna forget it.

In real life we were classmates but didn't really interact with each other.

I was in med school then I entered this room and noticed it was a waiting room with some patients waiting, I glanced at the doctor in white coat and it was my crush (he was just a student, just like me), I started flirting with him then he gets touchy with me, I got scared someone may see us and I was surprised when he closed the door to give us some privacy, I didn't even said anything to him but he intuitively did that. I was so happy, then he started to undress me kissing my breast, I kissed him lightly in the lips then he said I should have kissed you a long time ago, I was on top of him when we had sex (when I woke up I was confused af that I was the one on top). Then 2 girl classmates barged in throwing us clothes, I immediately knew he was needed at his job so we hurriedly put on our clothes. He got out of the room, and after he returned to me, he gave a red soap, then asked if I'm done dressing. Then it ended there.

It continued on when we were going home, we were walking on the mountains and he was angry, I'm just following him then he asked me what food do I want to eat, I said rice soup. I was starting to get angry too because the way was so rocky and it was drizzling so I have to be careful. When we get to the food place, I was impatiently waiting for the server to approach us. A middle aged woman came to our table and my crush greeted her warmly like they were aquiantances but she's playfully angry at him then I thought he's a regular here so they knew each other, I waited for him to introduce me to her but he didn't and didn't think of it much after he ordered. When we ere waiting for our food, he gazed at me lovingly, sat beside me and started to massage my back. The dream ended there, when I woke up I was frustrated at what happened next.

Does this have any meaning?

Obligatory this dream was yesterday but I was too busy to write it down back then.

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I was going on a flight with my mom, and my mom was tested positively for Covid19.

A girl with black hair and a white lab coat approached me. "Your mom is tested positive, that means you might be positive as well since you both traveled together."

"Oh shit," I said. "I didn't think of that."

"Follow me", was all she said and she immediately walked away to the testing site.

I was sitting on a stool and she took a test swab.
"Say aaaaa!", she said.

So I did, opened my mouth, and said "aaaaa!"

For some reason, I closed my eyes, and instead of feeling the test swab, I started feeling her tongue in my throat. I quickly retraced my head and opened my eyes.

"**WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU DOING?!**" I screamed.
"I... I'm sorry! But you're so hot I can't help it!", the girl replied, still sitting across me.

I ran off and screamed, "I'm gonna talk to the manager!".
"Ok Karen", I heard behind my back.

I looked back at her. "Are you nuts?! This is a completely legit reason to talk to the manager!"

I walked away from her, knowing that with her I wouldn't get further in the convo anyway. Looking for the manager, I found this small office room where a group of people was sitting on chairs circled around each other as if they were having a meeting. I knew that the manager would probably be in this room.

I walked inside and asked who the manager was. A fat man, bald with a bit of grey hair on the side, wearing a blue-red striped colbert, stood up and said: "That would be me, what is the matter?"

"One of your employees decided to sink her tongue in my throat because she had the hots for me while I'm likely infected with covid19."

"Well that doesn't sound so bad, does it?", one of the people still sitting at the chair replied.

"I'm fairly sure this is called rape...", I got really angry at this point but tried to remain calm...

"A kiss can be hardly called rape.." the manager assured.
"A kiss... A KISS?! Seriously? She made me choke on her tongue! She was supposed to make me choke on a fucking test swab!". At this point, I couldn't really remain calm anymore.

The manager saw my visible anger and after a moment of thinking, he said: "Ok you're right... this is unacceptable behavior... We will deal with it. Thanks for bringing it to my attention."

He slowly turned around, facing his back to me, and I thought everything was done until he ran towards me while turning back around and he had a syringe in his hand and I could quickly dodge it and plunge it in his own shoulder after which he died right there on the floor.

I ran outside, thinking: "If even the manager wants to kill me, who knows how big this plot might be?!" after which I woke up and had to laugh the lungs out my body from how funny this all was.