Two dreams last night, 1 odd, 1 really out there! What on Earth do they mean?

Dream A:
I was in the middle of this dream when Steven called at 2:45am. I was being held as a hostage in some backwoods redneck camp with a large barn. Steven showed up to rescue me and just as he got there all these jeeps with backwoods rednecks in full cammo started pulling in and they were all armed to the teeth. I was begging Steven to leave and get out of there to safety when the phone rang and it was him!

Dream B:
After Steven's call I dreamed that I was visiting my old classroom and the new teacher was really young and had no respect for the class. The kids were all crying, they were upset, begging me not to leave and I was pulled out the door by an invisible force. It ended there.

Dreams Caused By My Life Change

Ok, last night I didn't sleep that well, the idea of my parent/teacher meetings and explaining to them my decision to leave the classroom for awhile must have really affected me. I dreamed I was giving a presentation in Canada and all the attendees kept saying "ehh??? ehhh???? ehhh???? I felt like I was teaching ducks with accents!

First Day Back to Work; Dream? or Nightmare???

I couldn't sleep last night, knowing today was my first official day back to work even though I opened my class last week. Friday when I went in I stepped on a rattlesnake, I didn't get bit, I got lucky, but still it happened. Last night I dreamed I walked up to my portable and the snake was there waiting for me, blaming me for it's death. I think our AP killed it, although I thought it might have been relocated. Anyway it was waiting for me and said the only way I was getting in that classroom was through it and no matter how hard I tried to convince it to let me in it wouldn't. We had a stand off, and it wasn't going to give but I didn't want to get bitten, and I knew it was going to bite me. I was thinking that even if my son and I were arguing I still didn't want him to have to worry about me dying right before he went to Afghanistan. It drove me nuts all day and everywhere I went around the school I was looking for that snake~!

Fragments of the Past

I couldn't sleep last night, didn't even try that hard until close to 4am, when I did doze I had nightmares from the past that I brought on myself. I got a book through Paperpackswap.com (LOVE THEM!!!), called The Hate Factory. It's the story of the NM prison riot in 1980 that was horribly violent; one of the deaths described in the book, recounted by the inmates who did it, was the death of the man that killed my little 6 and 8 year old sisters and my step mother. I leafed through the book, didn't read the whole thing, and I won't. It affected me so badly all I could see when I closed my eyes was the violence in the house when I found them that morning in 1978. Their faces in front of me asking for help, help I couldn't give because they were dead, and it was my fault, because those men were after me and I wasn't there.

It's always in the back of my mind, I feel like I need to make contact with them and find out if they blame me, if they knew why those men were there, if they said anything to them.

I need to bring on dreams tonight of a peaceful, happy, nature.

Do You Remember Your Dreams?

I was talking with friends about dreams, they were saying they remember dreaming but not what they were dreaming about. On the other hand I never forget a dream. I wish I could, but my mind doesn't work that way. But what are they? Are they convoluted memories? Are they predictions of the future? Do they give you a heads up about something coming or do they remind you of the past so you don't make the same mistakes again?

What do you think?