I kept seeing the number 444 everywhere. It's an angel number, and the one I see most often in waking life, so it's cool to see it in my dreams too. I was convinced an angel was gonna come meet me, and though one never did, I woke up feeling a lot more at peace than I have done in a while, so I think that counts.
I was trying to return a book that I ended up hating to the book store, but they wouldn't accept my return because they said it was similar to purchasing a meal, eating it all, and then saying you didn't like it... I thought this was stupid because I hadn't even finished the book, but they were adamant. I woke up as I was angrily leaving the store.
Lost in an unfamiliar place, I spent most of the dream wandering around what looked to be a neverending pier. It was late, some time around dusk, and I had this urge to find something. Specifically, I have no clue! Only that it was important enough to continue walking in what felt like circles, growing increasingly frantic as the tide was quickly approaching and the sun surely setting. I never did find what I was looking for...!
