I dreamt that Harry Styles had hundreds of piercings all over his chest and stomach; some of the earring pairs were still attached to their white backing card. He also had a puppet stage mounted around his upper body to sell his merchandise while he walked around.
I dreamt I was sitting cross-legged on an airport carousel as it weaved quickly around the halls and lobbies of a busy grand hotel.
I dreamt about an Oreo man, like the Stay-Puff or Kool-Ade man, made of an off-set stack of multi-colored oreo layers. His job title was “Oreo Color Coordinator and Oreo Distributor.”
I was dreaming and saying something in my dream that I actually said outloud and woke myself up and able to realize what woke me. In one dream I said, “My daughter just graduated from college.” In the other, I said, “It will be okay.” And in a third, “Hello, Richard.”
These all occurred within two weeks and I have never done this before.