What are purse dreams about?

Last night my dream was incredibly vivid. I was in some sort of singing competition- it was fierce. I’m a former pro singer - but I have had surgery leaving me with only one working vocal cord and an insignificant voice. My top kept falling down during the performance. It was embarrassing but I went in with the show. Then it turns into me opening the desk drawer in what felt like my Dad’s office, but I’m the one with the customer (I’ve been desperately building an insurance business with this company) and all I see when I open the drawers of this gorgeous desk are business cards with my dad’s name on them and stickers with my mom’s name and logos of the biz with the rest of my family but not for me. It kills the sale and so I am left with nothing to provide the potential customer. Then suddenly I am carrying my purse. I recently dropped my lifeline- my computer- it fell upside down on the floor and the screen broke internally. My car’s transmission went out, so I have no vehicle, to say times are tough is an understatement. So, in my dream I have my iPad Pro ( my second real-life lifeline) and cell in this large purse on my shoulder. Somehow I am on a boat in the ocean. I don’t know the people I am with, I’m not scared - but I stupidly get my bag wet- and quickly try to get the iPad out in time - but it’s too late. It is broken- I rescue my iPhone. So now, I’m down to a phone. Then, I realize, while I was busy F-ing with that, I miss the correct boat to leave the big boat to go ashore. I’m somehow in the far away island that is populated with tourists- there is a dock and all along the dock are people eating and looking into the pristine water filled with sharks. All kinds of sharks. I am in the water- coming into shore with the waves- body surfing in- begging anyone in a small boat to get me out of the water Bc there’s no real shore- only that large dock- and the sharks gather there because people have fed them. Finally someone grabs my arm just in time and I am on the dock. I think maybe my ex is there in the Marshall Islands. He would be the only person Theo would be there I’d know. I pray. He is there- but I can’t catch up to him- and even if I could- I think to myself - he won’t want me. So, I find a nice young fisherman. Kind of a hippy- I have to get back home. I’m seeing Bull sharks, hammer heads, nurse sharks, worst of all, white tips and black tips. I cannot fathom how I’ll fight this situation with no resources or contacts but I just forge on. The young fisherman puts me in touch with other boatmen heading towards my home- but they keep feeding these huge sharks claiming that if I jump in the water quickly the sharks won’t attack me while I swim aboard their vessel. But they are basically chumming the water and asking me to jump in the middle. I find another way. The back way. But for a while - the situation seems desperate. Then a man helps me cross a platform that is still in the water and very close to the sharks but much safer than being fully submerged into the water. The captain thinks this is truly funny and I am crossing and the guy is helping me cross onto the vessel and I wake up. I have been bothered and very depressed all day. What does it mean?

Hello, so I had a dream which began with me in a doctor's office and my parents with me. It was with doctor I have in real life (wasn't about anything medical. I was saying hey I had a dream of and you were in it. My parents and I were complimenting him as a doctor. in real life I need to contact him soon about something medical that happened very recently, however. I think there was a swimming pool somewhere in this part of the dream...

Anyways my dream totally changed, then I was walking In a section in my small town that is around my old elementary school (I'm graduation college but I do dream about this section from time to time. Even though it doesn't exactly look like it in real like at all! I just have the dream sense that this section is supposed to be right by my elementary school. I was then with a group of people. In that section was supposed to be my elementary school but it was looked nothing like it inside or out. Can't remember what everyone looked like at all. I know some were around my age, I think. I can't remember but I was made aware somehow (either by me finding out myself or someone telling me) that there was a dangerous man. A serial killer, I think? I think he had a gun but in the dream on and off he appeared with then or not. We were stealthily trying to run away from him. I remember I thought I found an exit point at a library, hiding behind the bookshelves. However the guy was behind the door. I ran but he didn't shoot. He didn't use his gun. He was just chasing us. Our group met up somehow in a room and then he came in and I think we were trying to pretend we weren't trying to escape? (Lol) if I remember that right) To let us go we just had to say our names. I did. He then wanted me to confirm my identity by giving my phone number to make sure I wasn't lying (??). He was the only one who wanted me to confirm it. I started to give my first few digits and I stopped. I'm telling myself I don't want a serial killer (can't remember if that is what he wa was (a serial killer)but can't remember.) in possession of my phone number. So I was like wait could I use my ID instead. For some It is in my car. He followed me to my car alone. I grabbed my purse. I was rummaging for it nervously. There was so much stuff in my purse so I didn't find it immediately. He started counting down and I think he had a gun to my head. I was like wait please my purse is so cluttered. He thought about it and started counting a different countdown that took longer, so he heard me out. I finally found the ID and he was looking at every detail I could tell he was being thorough. Then the group piled in a car that looked like my parent's car. I was telling them about what just happened I drove fleeing away and was talking about how I didn't want the dangerous person having my number and they agreed it was better that I stopped giving them the number. For some reason I didn't want the dangerous guys knowing I knew i thought it was unwise for me to give him the number (even thoughhe saw my whole ID lol)? Anyways we were driving off and that was the end. No blood was shed. Not a scratch on us. Oh. And I can't drive in real life because of medical reasons.

I had a dream a male nurse grabbed me and restraining me on a hose I was scared because mental hospitals are very abusive and they drug you. In the dream I grabbed him so hard I murdered him. I got my boyfriend in the hospital he got me out and rescued me. We were in the back of a pickup truck there was a pair of glasses on the ground and things were falling out of my purse my boyfriend got them for me the truck was floating off the ground and I was up in the air. I seen butterflies what does this mean

Long story short, I was infatuated with a man that worked in the same building as me, he never pursed me but he would always make sure to look into my eyes anytime he saw me. I could feel like we connected just through that eye contact. Before I quit that job I gave him my number but he never texted or called. I’m thinking of going back to that job for financial reasons, but I just had a dream where I saw his face even though I’ve never seen his full face because we always wore masks. I only saw the side of his face one time. In this dream, there was like an emphasis on his nose. Right before falling asleep I was having really bad allergies and my nose kept itching and running, until I visualized a light healing the area I felt discomfort in and then I immediately knocked out. What could any of this mean? Could I have truly seen his real face in my dream?

TL; DR: last month I had an almost post-apocalyptic dream where when you die you have the opportunity to get a redo at life and come back to make a change in a darker era

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Everyone who chooses this and opts to protect the reborn souls has their own sort of code names, inspired by the gods and you were paired up as a team (ex: Thor was this badass dude who drove around in a jeep and Mjolnir was his partner and he was super buff and they beat the snot outta bad people)

There was this renegade type character who went by the code name Reaper and he took it upon himself to be judge/jury/executioner and brutally massacred the ones who went down a destructive path yet again in their new life.

He mistakenly killed a few innocents as well but was shortly taken out by a weird shop keeper who played a flute and manipulated clay animals with it. He put Reaper to sleep and the clay animals ‘devoured’ him apparently (it was hilariously weird)

I think I died by being drugged. I was in this bar/restaurant and I remember being really hot and I was visiting a couple friends. I told one of them I was in a lot of pain and couldn’t take it anymore and she gave me these pills and said they would help. I popped them in my mouth without even thinking twice.

Next thing I know, I’m stumbling around the bar, sweating profusely and thinking it’s just the heat and that I’m sick. One of the waitresses knew me and she pulled me towards the bathroom asking if I wanted to wash up. I laughed and asked her if I really looked that bad. She looked incredibly concerned and so I just followed her into the women’s bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. When I noticed my reflection in the mirror, I had an incredibly sullen expression and my eyes were a weird color. She pointed to my chest and said she could see my veins, and my vision was blurry so I tore off my shirt and sure enough, my whole chest looked like spider veins were spreading out all over the place. I was trying not to panic and she pulled me over to this weird machine that you just had to stand in front of and breathe on and it would check your blood pressure/O2 levels. Needless to say, both were through the roof. I was trying not to panic but started hyper ventilating and she said when the veins met above my heart, something bad would happen. And they were rapidly getting closer and closer to meeting. She called in this herbalist of sorts and they had me lay down and she started to heat up a long needle. The herbalist told me I was likely going to feel a sharp pinch and stuck it in my foot near one of the veins. Surprisingly enough, I didn’t even flinch until she hit it and then I just suddenly blacked out.

I’m guessing I died because when I woke up, I wasn’t me anymore. I looked completely different, felt much healthier, and all I could remember was hearing familiar voices briefly echoing in my head saying that they were sure I had been drugged and they were trying to find the culprit. I was watching my own memories somehow and when I saw them questioning the woman who gave me the pills, she was saying she didn’t know anything other than I was trying to steal her purse and get her medications or something. I’m pretty sure Reaper served her his just dues at some point.

After some time, I forgot about my past life and focused on trying to help Thor and the others keeping the reborn souls safe. I woke up when my partner and I were trying to convince Thor that everything we did wasn’t in vain.

Pretty sure my code name was Athena but I didn’t know who my partner’s name was, he reminded me of my best friend irl though with his height/hair.