This is a weird, choppy one..
Dream 1: I dreamt that I cheated on my boyfriend. We took a class together and we were in it sitting next to each other in the dream. I got up in the middle of the class and went back to his apartment. Apparently one of his roommates was my ex boyfriend from highschool. He convinced me to cheat on my current boyfriend. My current boyfriend comes home and goes to the kitchen. I hear him and freak out and scramble to put on my clothes and fix my hair. I was so worried he would know that I was cheating with his roommate and my ex. I walked out into the kitchen and my boyfriend had no suspicion that I did anything. He asked why I was in his roommate’s room with the door closed I said “oh we were just talking about something serious going on with his girlfriend. i was giving him advice.” My boyfriend nodded and didn’t think anything of it.
Dream 2: I was sitting in a familiar kitchen (though I dont know who it belonged to) with Aminah. We were going through some kind of hazing process for something I don’t know. She filled a glass vase to the brim with milk and told me I had to drink it as part of the hazing process. I suddenly freaked out and started yelling at her that I couldn’t drink it and that “lactose intolerance is not a joking matter.” It erupted into a gigantic argument and she asked me why I can’t deal with my feelings in a calm manner, ever. I felt that this was reflective of my real self in how I deal with anger, emotions and selfishness, so it really resonated with me upon waking. Suddenly the dream took a strange turn and we were in my living room back in Pennsylvania. I look out the window to see a strange canine that looks like an Australian dingo. I step out my back door and see that there are actually 3 dogs: the weird dingo dog, a husky and a small shiba inu. They barge through my back door into my house and start running rampant. I am worried about these dogs and who they belong to, so I sit down to grab one of their dog tags. The moment I sat down they started attacking me with licks and nuzzles and I specifically remember how soft the husky dog was. I grab their dog tags and see the addresses of the owner they belong to lives in “Charlotte, NC.” I am very confused to how all of these dogs have gotten here from North Carolina. I look up the addresses on the dog tags but can find no number associated with the addresses. The dream ends with me worried about these dogs, how they got to Pennsylvania, and if I would have to take care of them.