Yes. It sucks.

Dreamed that I was in a pool of milk and honey inside of a cave which had a small opening above where the moon shone through. There were several white baby cows wading around with me, bell sounds in the distance, and an enormous blue-skinned man laying on his back in the cave pool. He was sleeping, so I crawled on top of his stomach and went to sleep as well.

Dreamed I had befriended this girl I know online in real life. Her boyfriend was with her, but at some point (after she had left briefly) he transformed into someone or something else. He suddenly had long white hair which looked very striking and odd against his dark complexion. (he was a Canadian native) Though I did make fun of his anime hair.
In his new state, he said, his love for her had vanished and he loved only me now, though he didn't understand why. I was extremely conflicted and confused since, prior to his transformation I didn't feel anything romantic toward him yet now I felt a bewilderingly strong pull and was in love with him as well. The landscape kept shifting and dissolving. He would disappear and reappear and, during the moments he was absent, I'd find myself in a sunny meadow encircled by trees. Eventually his girlfriend discovered us and understandably flew into a rage. I had no excuse for myself and just kept telling her, ''I adored you, I really did, I adored you'' as if I were the one leaving her, rather than the one who took someone from her.

And I think the night before last I just dreamed about hanging out with my favorite drag queen from RPDR.

I dreamt that I rode a giant apple across the sea which was also made of apples.

Surreal.

Dreamed I was stuck in a house with various odd women. I was the designated cake maker; I was to make a chocolate cake for the lady who was keeping me there. She was also an art collector, and people from all over the world visited the house all of the time. She'd boast, "This one has a trapped soul inside!" and laugh her high flute-y laugh.
Anyway, the cake-- the frosting took days and days to make; I had to stir it constantly, and there was no apparent reason why an ordinary frosting should take this long to make, but when I stepped away for too long I was punished severely. I kept wandering away to stare at one particular painting-- a girl in pink striped stockings wearing enormous wooden shoes. If you reached your hand in, you could touch her.
I eventually ran away and immediately went shopping to help disguise myself; I bought 6-inch high holographic platform boots as well as one of those reflective UV face shields/hats that cover your entire face (likely because I've been meaning to buy one on amazon). I looked like a giant cyborg-- not at all inconspicuous. I can't remember how it ended.

edit: I vaguely remember petting a giant raven at some point as well.

Sounds like you had a sweet dream.... *Shoots myself in the head for shitty pun*

So you went swimming basically.

Dreamed I was stuck in various airports between Florida and the virgin islands. There was some psychological experiment going on that we hadn't been informed about, though after being herded between two different planes and flying back and forth between two locations over and over we began to suspect something amiss. I kept thinking about that godawful Langoliers movie. There was a man on the plane in a blue velvet suit that seemed to be orchestrating it all; it seemed the others already knew him, but I did not. I got a cult leader vibe from him. He would stop by each row on the plane and say to each of us, "Everything is FINE!! Please take these gifts." He took all of our belongings. When we finally landed and were released for a while, I was determined to go to the top of some specific clocktower in the city we were in. I kept whining, "I just want to sit in the clocktower and be alone with Susan Sontag :c" (I had a Susan Sontag book with me) There were green mountains and palm trees in the distance surrounding the somewhat gothic-looking city and people kept pulling me here and there, wanting me to go with them. I think some of you were there but I don't remember who.

:laughing:

Dreamed I was sitting in an overgrown yard with two women. There was a storm coming, and it was swirling green and purple in the distance (but it was night, so you couldn't see it well through all the smog and dark). There was a giant brownish-black wolf in the yard; one of the women wanted to bring him inside and adopt him, so I of course launched into a lecture about how you shouldn't just keep wild wolves as pets, especially not in a tiny suburban house. "THE SUBURBS CANNOT PROVIDE ENOUGH ENRICHMENT FOR A WOLF!!!" etc etc. I had to scream because the wind was growing louder. I also knew that this was not an ordinary wolf; it was like the other black dogs in my other dreams which took various forms. Me and the other women finally rushed inside. Time was moving backward; it was late afternoon, or only early evening now but the storm persisted. Again they tried to let the wolf in the house but I didn't let them. I kept thinking of all the truck driver lore and other stories claiming that black dogs were a sure omen of death. I did want to die, I thought, but not then and there by a dog in a dream who had the same exact eyes as my dead dog, Jack; I wanted to at least watch the storm through the window first.