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<title>CityCyclingEdinburgh Forum &#187; Tag: Dreams - Recent Topics</title>
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<title>unhurt on "On-topic anxiety dreams"</title>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Despite the oh so many years since I faced formal testing I still manage to have the odd &#34;I have an exam and I haven't done any revision or been to any lectures my whole entire future is doomed [wake up in sweaty mess]&#34; dream. But for the last few years my subconscious prefers scenarios where I lose a bike, usually a tourer, usually while dream-touring, and I can't remember where I locked it up or &#60;em&#62;if&#60;/em&#62; I locked it up, so I can't determine if it's been stolen or not, and in the way of dreams the landscape of the search keeps changing as does the precise back story to where I am and why (bike also subject to change), and sometimes I find clues (my abandoned, empty pannier last night) or false hope (a bike that resembles but is NOT my bike, in a place similar to but not the same as the place dream-me thought she had left it) and often there are sub-themes about bags and packing and losing vital items (glasses, medications, passports) and being late for ferries and trains and especially planes. Last night was a doozy. (This is why I shouldn't sleep for 11 hours, maybe.) Dream included off-topic side excursions into getting lost in the dark in bare feet where there might or might not be bears, and wandering a strange hostile building where physics and layout kept shifting slightly. Also I had to climb a giant metal shelving unit set against a high high painted wall that was stacked with huge, damp peats. That's definitely off-topic though.&#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;Your weird bike dreams?
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