Les copains (French version)

Dream #1: Buddies

Share: Dream of a young boy.

Dream: I dreamed about my friend Simon. He was driving a bus and we had to give our tickets. Then we went to Simon and Noémie's wedding at a party hall and then we traveled to many countries.

Dream #2: The big red truck

Share: I would like to share a nightmare that my 7 year old daughter has on a regular basis and creates a lot of anxiety for her.

Dream: A big red truck in the front (so the cab) and white (the rest of the truck), runs over the people she loves and kills them. Sometimes it's her school friends, her dad and her sister, but most of the time it's me. The other day, it was her and her friends who were run over. It always happens in the same place, on a crosswalk on the way to school. The result is that we are always dead.

Share: Since she had this dream, she doesn't want to go to school alone for fear that something will happen to us when she is not there. She has a lot of anxiety about death, especially about our death. She also dreams a lot about spiders and ghosts. Always the same nightmares, because the ghosts always look the same.

Dream #3: Kitchen Service

Share: In concrete terms, that day at 6am, a new person has to come and help us at home (washing up, cleaning, ironing, breakfast, ....). We are new parents of a second boy of 2 months that I am breastfeeding and it helps us to get going in the morning. She has to come at 6am and I probably won't be awake. I am anxious that someone will come into my house and get busy while I am sleeping, although it is also a relief to know I am being helped. Here is the dream I received:

Dream: we are at the table in a bourgeois dining room. Someone comes to serve us. It's a high quality job. I enjoy this quality of life and relax. Then I realize that it's not the person I hired, who is a woman. So I get suspicious and go to the kitchen to follow this waiter who I find so perfect it's suspicious. He is luminous in his large black and white service suit. He is busying himself very professionally in this service kitchen. He doesn't suspect my presence.

Then I find the person I had hired coming into the kitchen. I reproach him for the presence of this boy, whereas obviously this waiter is given to me by life, offered. I think of the plot, and immediately, there, come out of the service doors (stolen??) a team of waiters dressed alike and armed with kitchen knives. The woman is the leader. Reflex: I take one of their knives and I successfully attack this woman by the throat.