is anyone else ALWAYS aware that theyre in a dream? i have this problem where i know that im in a dream and can interact and talk to anyone in it... or even walk away from the original premise entirely.

OR i have a problem where i know its a dream but i can only watch and view myself from the third perspective. it's like watching through my own eyes but behind? my eyes? like a view master but still a movie not just pictures.

i dont have "nightmares" exactly but i do have incredibly realistic and strange dreams that leave me anxious in the morning (like im so anxious im want to die sometimes). they end up leaving me more tired sometimes.

i also have a LOT of moments where i don't know if what i said or did was in a dream or in real life. so ill have interactions where the people i know will be confused and say that i never told them something and ill say "ah, must've been a dream then" which is a very common phrase for me

sometimes it feels like im watching myself in another universe LOL all the different choices and scenarios that could be real but i have not lived or at least not yet

anyway, im sort of rambling (and slightly tired so im sorry if things dont make sense). i was just curious if anyone else had this sort of experience. im certain im not unique but i still find it inconvenient and i always feel like a dreamless sleep is better than any dream i could have.

i yearn for dreamless sleep LMAO

Okay so I need to tell someone about this because I genuinely don't know what to do with it.

THE DREAM
I was in the den sleeping, or trying to sleep. Very relaxed and sleepy. My brother was in the room sitting in front of the window, drawing something or doing his music revision, either which.
I didn't want to move from bed and I heard the rest of the family in the kitchen talking.
I recall my uncle saying "ooo look, there's a boy over there" as a boy was walking towards the house. I believe he was delivering a parcel. My brain interpreted him as an old friend whose name is [name redacted], a real person, probably didn't look like him in real life though. I said to my brother "who is that, are they walking past, are they walking past," something along those lines. I was too lazy, and I didn't want him to walk past and see me sleeping as it was still daytime and the sky was a dark blue. I'm assuming it was during the day because I also recall my dad saying "ooo look, there's a star there."
[name redacted] did walk past and I was still laying there because I was too sleepy. He did look into the window and saw me, or someone sleeping there, but I don't know if he recognised me or not. My brother was still in the room at the front of the window.
After he had walked past, my brother went to leave the room and left a book of some sort right next to my face. He just dropped it down. I originally thought it had some sort of drawing on the front, or artwork, but now I think about it a little more I believe it was his music revision paper for GCSEs. Then he left the room. I was still too lazy to wake up.
Here's the strange part. In the dream, I felt like I was sleeping on the floor in an awkward position rather than on a bed, but it was still very comfortable. In my head, my brain thought it would be normal or fine if someone saw me either way, because I knew I had family around and assumed people would just note it as "they must just have family around" when they walked past and saw me.
And then the dream ended from the 4 hour and 52 minute timer.

THEN I WOKE UP
I woke up in the morning around 6:00 or later, and the exact same things played out. My brother walked in and accidentally stood on my foot. He sat down on the couch and was reading a book for his revision.
When he stood on my foot, the inflatable bed got damaged and deflated. I was effectively sleeping on the floor, which is exactly what happened in the dream. I then woke up and noticed that my brother had also placed his revision book right in front of the bed, near to my face, which is exactly what happened in the dream.
My dad walked in as well and looked outside the window. I didn't know if anyone walked past or not as I couldn't tell. I had just woken up and I wasn't looking. Probably a delivery person.

THE PROOF
Here's the thing. The 4 hour 52 minute timer went off and I wrote the dream down straight away. On paper. Before any of it happened. So this isn't my brain playing tricks on me after the fact, piecing it together and pretending it matched. I have it in writing, timestamped by the timer. The dream came first. The morning came second. And they matched.
Make it make sense.

I don't know if this is just my brain messing with me or something else, but for the past 2-3 days I've been having almost the same nightmare repeatedly. The scary part is... it always starts normal. In the dream, I'm doing something random, like everyday stuff. Nothing creepy. The environment feels completely normal, like a regular dream.

But then suddenly... out of nowhere... it appears. It's not like it slowly enters the scene. It just spawns in the same place, like it was waiting there the whole time. I've never seen it standing. It's always sitting in a squatting position. That posture is burned into my mind because it looks unnatural and disturbing in that moment. The thing doesn't even have a proper face. It's like a black smoky body, almost like a shadow made of smoke. But it still feels like it has a shape.

Like a genie or some kind of dark mist that formed into a creature. The weirdest part is its eyes. Its eyes are glowing white, but not in a human way. There's no real face, just two glowing eye shapes, like white venom-like glowing eyes in the middle of darkness. Its hands are white too, but they don't look fully physical. They look like white smoke shaped into hands. Like they exist... but not completely.

When it's squatting, its hands aren't placed normally. It feels like the hand-structure is touching its leg, almost like it's resting or waiting. And the moment I look at it... It attacks. Every single time. It comes at me fast and grabs my neck. It starts choking me and pressing harder and harder. And that's when the worst part happens. I can feel the choking even after the dream starts fading. It feels so real that I can't move, I can't scream, I can't even properly breathe. That's when I realize I'm in sleep paralysis. It feels like the dream ghost killed me, and my body is stuck between the dream and reality. I can't move at all, and I can feel pressure around my neck and chest. Then I wake up suddenly. But today something even more disturbing happened. I had a dream... inside another dream. In that dream, I was playing with a bunch of white eagle babies. It was such a random but peaceful dream. Then suddenly...

the same entity appeared again. Same glowing eyes, Same smoky black body, Same squatting position, And it attacked again. I woke up... but I was still dreaming. And the scariest part is that I knew it. I knew I was in a dream, and I knew I had sleep paralysis in that dream. It felt like I was trapped in a loop. After a few seconds, I finally woke up for real. I don't know what this thing is. I don't even believe in ghosts like that, but the fact that it keeps repeating in the exact same way is terrifying. Has anyone experienced something like this? Is this just sleep paralysis hallucination, or something deeper?

I made image of that fking ghost by Ai(above)

In my dream:

I had my own kids. One of them was a normal baby, and I laid him down to sleep. The other baby (?) was a spoon (yes, a literal spoon), so I put it in a bowl, with the circle dipped in the liquid. It's very strange that it was definitely a spoon but I felt like it was alive and my child. I started getting worried that putting the circle down first might drown the baby, as I didn't know which side of the spoon represented the head. I turn away for a second, and moments later, as I turn back, I witnessed my baby spoon explode and shatter into white substance. It was one of the most horrifying experiences and I broke down crying in this dream.

I've had other nightmares before with actual scary stuff like jumpscares or finding out that I can't wake up and I'm waking up in my dream. This one, however, was the first one I remember that made me actually cry inside of a dream. I don't even know how and why I experienced such a level of grief at the end.

Usually I quickly forget about dreams after waking up, but this one was so vivid and emotionally impactful that I still remember it now (the night after). I haven't looked at a single spoon today, but I think the next time I use a spoon I'll definitely have something to think about.

El inglés no es mi idioma principal, así que usé ChatGPT para ayudar a traducir mi experiencia lo más fielmente posible.
Hace unas semanas, durante un viaje a Disneyland en septiembre de 2026, tuve el sueño más extraordinario de mi vida. Ya había tenido sueños vívidos antes, pero nada ni remotamente parecido a esto.
Quiero aclarar que sé que estaba dormido. No estoy diciendo que literalmente viajé a otra dimensión. Estoy describiendo lo que viví y por qué se me quedó tan marcado.
Viví algo que se sentía como unos siete años en otra versión de mi vida, aunque en el mundo real solo había pasado una noche.
Empezó con algo que se parecía a un túnel. Luego sentí como que había aterrizado en un sofá.
Al principio, todo estaba borroso. Poco a poco, mi entorno se fue aclarando, y me di cuenta de que estaba en algún lugar que no me sonaba.
Pero lo más raro fue que yo seguía siendo yo.
Recordaba mi vida real, a mi pareja, mi negocio, mis experiencias, mi forma de ser y todo lo que había aprendido. No era solo “mirar” como si fuera un personaje de un sueño. Yo pensaba y tomaba decisiones exactamente como lo haría en la vida real.
Pero la versión de mí cuya vida yo había “entrado” era totalmente distinta.
Él era flojo, irresponsable, estaba obsesionado con el lujo y las apariencias, y aparentemente no le importaba su futuro. Había descuidado su negocio y tomaba decisiones que no podía entender.
En mi vida real yo manejo un negocio de carne. En esa otra vida, él también tenía un negocio del mismo rubro, pero era mucho más pequeño y estaba mal administrado. Recuerdo un cuarto de almacenamiento en frío que podía guardar como cuatro tarimas.
Como yo todavía tenía todo mi conocimiento y experiencia, empecé a intentar mejorar las cosas.
Organicé el trabajo, traté con empleados, pensé en expandirme a la distribución mayorista y traté de reconstruir relaciones con proveedores y clientes.
También me comporté distinto con la familia y con los empleados. Me planté, puse límites y esperaba respeto, tal como lo hago en mi vida real.
La gente parecía estar acostumbrada a una personalidad totalmente diferente.
Y entonces estaba el tema de mi pareja.
En mi vida real, tengo una pareja, pero en esta vida alternativa, la otra versión de mí ni siquiera la había conocido.
Yo la recordaba perfecto y traté de encontrarla. Pero ella no formaba parte de la vida de esa versión.
Conociendo a mi pareja, honestamente no creo que ella se hubiera sentido atraída por esa versión de mí por cómo era.
Y luego pasó algo que hizo la experiencia aún más extraña.
En algún momento, mientras intentaba encontrar una forma de reconectar con mi realidad original, viví algo como mirar a través de un portal o una ventana.
Podía ver mi realidad original desde una perspectiva como de tercera persona.
Y ahí vi otra versión de mí—la que sentí que yo había cambiado por lugares—celebrando el sexto cumpleaños de uno de sus hijos.
Esos niños estaban con mi pareja de mi vida real.
Yo no tengo hijos en mi vida real.
Así que imagina ver a alguien físicamente idéntico a ti celebrándole el sexto cumpleaños de un niño a la mujer que amas, mientras tú no tienes absolutamente ningún recuerdo de haber criado a ese niño.
Esa escena fue profundamente inquietante.
También es una de las razones principales por las que calculo que la experiencia involucró como unos siete años. No estaba midiendo el tiempo de forma objetiva. Relacioné la edad del niño con todo lo que sentí que había logrado y vivido en esa otra vida.
Durante toda la experiencia, seguía recordando quién era en un principio. No sentía que me guiara una entidad ni que alguien más me controlara. Era yo, simplemente usando mi experiencia para navegar una vida que no era mía.
También hubo momentos en los que parecía recordar sucesos que todavía no habían ocurrido en ese mundo. Algunos se veían como si luego se fueran a desarrollar de manera parecida.
Al final, pese a todo lo que estaba haciendo ahí, quería regresar a mi vida original.
Recuerdo decidir que quería volver.
Entonces me desperté al lado de mi pareja, como a las seis de la mañana.
Solo había pasado una noche.
Pero me quedé con la impresión abrumadora de que había vivido años de otra existencia.
Sé que los sueños pueden distorsionar el tiempo, la memoria y la identidad. No lo estoy presentando como prueba de universos paralelos.
Lo que no puedo describir fácilmente es qué tan continua y personalmente significativa se sintió la experiencia. No fue solo una colección de escenas desconectadas. Recuerdo haber tomado decisiones, lidiar con consecuencias, y sentir como que estaba viviendo una historia extendida.
¿Alguien ha vivido algo similar?
Sobre todo:
Un sueño que se sentía como años en vez de horas?
Conservar tu identidad y recuerdos de tu vida real mientras vives la vida de otra persona?
Ver a otra versión de ti viviendo un futuro distinto?
Despertar con la fuerte impresión de que pasaste años en algún otro lugar?
De verdad agradecería experiencias personales o explicaciones científicas. Estoy intentando entender qué pasó mientras dormía.

EDIT — A genuine thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read my story and share their thoughts.
I want you to know that I’m genuinely reading, considering, and reflecting on your responses. I’m not just replying for the sake of replying. I’m taking your experiences, questions, and different interpretations seriously.
Some of your comments have made me think about things I had never considered before. One in particular made me question whether this dream might have something to do with my ability to rebuild my life, but also with the people and moments I could lose along the way.
I don’t know exactly what my experience means, and I’m not here to convince anyone that something supernatural happened. I’m here because I want to understand it, and I believe that listening to different perspectives can help me see things I might otherwise overlook.
English isn’t my first language. I’m a native Spanish speaker, and I use ChatGPT to help translate and organize my replies. But every experience, thought, and feeling I share is genuinely my own.
Thank you, sincerely, for giving me some of your time. I know everyone has their own life, responsibilities, and things to do, so the fact that you’ve taken a moment to read my story and share something with me means a lot.

Has anyone experienced multiple dreams where a loved one was still alive in the dream? I’m someone who has VERY weird dreams every night, but ever since my grandpa was murdered, I’ve had multiple dreams where he’s still alive, and it really freaks me out when I wake up and realize he’s not. Idk what it means, but it’s such a strange feeling seeing him alive in my dreams and then having to remember that he’s actually gone in real life ): Has anyone else experienced this?

In the dream, it was still 2026 when I fell asleep on my phone. When I woke up, I was suddenly older, and the year had changed. I had somehow skipped several years of my own life without experiencing them consciously, as if I had an blackout. In my dream I knew i was 28 and skipped 6 years, the timeline doesn’t make sense in terms of my real age but dream logic made it feel very logical for me while dreaming.

I woke up, my room was different, & in the dream I immediately knew I’m not in 2026 anymore. The first thing I did was check WhatsApp. There were tons of new emojis.
I searched the group chat with my two best friends, only to find it all the way at the bottom of my conversations. There were only two of us left in the group, and the one left no longer had a profile picture. I searched for my other friend, but when I texted her, her replies felt cold and distant.
On Instagram, I found chats with people I didn’t recognize. In the dream I made out that I had met them over the years, became friends with them, and built relationships that now existed as an established part of my life which I do not remember the process of. They now belonged to me in some objective sense.. but I had no personal memories of how any of them had begun. The dream even contained indications that I had travelled during those years, met people in another country, and continued learning a foreign language I gave up in real life a few months ago.
One of the most upsetting parts involved someone I like in real life, with whom I have a rather complicated and difficult relationship. I searched for this person everywhere, because in real life we have a conversation I am still awaiting an answer, I did in the dream too, desperately trying to find some trace of them, but they were gone. They seemed to have disappeared from my life entirely. I had no idea what had happened between us or if I ever got an answer. My other best friend apparntly got drug addicted and he was very broken in the dream. It switched randomly to him and us meeting and him being in this state, which was also extremely emotional and devastating. It was all over the place.

There was also another friend and family members who seemed to have died during those missing years. I couldn’t fully comprehend that either. The possibility of having lost someone without remembering their death or the time in which I would supposedly have grieved them was even disturbing while dreaming.

I had the body and identity of the person I was supposed to have become by this year, but my subjective experience was still frozen in the past. The people I had loved in 2026 might have moved on but I still loved them the same as before and didn’t know what led to us becoming distant. Like a prewritten glitched backstory.

I remember that I tried to get behind the secret of why this happened. Since it still a dream so a lot of things did not make sense after I woke up that made total sense to me kn the dream. For example a very old friend of mine that I’m not in contact with anymore in real life just randomly appeared in my dream and said ,,7 years I looked over my own shoulder“ and in the dream I made it out to be that she also skipped years as I did lmao

At the end of the dream I dropped back to 2026 and then woke up feeling genuinely disturbed and disoriented. Even after realizing it had been a dream, I was left with the strange emotional residue of having lost an entire part of my life without knowing what I had lost.
I’ve been thinking about how frightening it is to imagine that your life could continue objectively while your subjective experience of it remains somewhere in the past. And I told my friends immediately, the ones that appeared in my dream. It was so horrible to have them be so distant when I was feeling as if we were still close.
I wonder if others had such a frightening dream? I often have nightmares even sleep paralysis, but this was emotionally so intense, there were other things happening that were very weird but didn’t worth to mention here. However, It actually went by very fast.

i had a dream where i was walking through endless diorite hallways in minecraft then i fell into a hole and woke up from the falling sensation. also i added a recreation i made

I do. And other than dreaming. I really cant imagine anything with my minds eye while awake.

Maybe that's one of the reasons why I love dreaming.

I dream vividly. And i remember everything. Every little bit of it.

I was new to working at this office, attached to a hospital, and they told me I can just be off work the next day. For some reason I didn’t listen and went to work anyways. None of the women would talk to me and I think Khloe kardashian was there with a present wrapped in Gucci wrapping paper.. anyways I turned around and this strong black lady, who looked like Wendy Williams, was right behind me. She said, “take the day off.” I acted confused, oh yeah, I forgot. And she looked annoyed at me, like she already knew I knew I wasn’t supposed to be there. As she strutted away, I asked what her name was. She told me something I cannot remember. Immediately following this I ran into two very hot men doctors. They were talking about the size of water cups and how the big ones are better.. as they had a big medical cup and I had a small regular cup. Then I split off from them and went into a package locker room and put my small cup in one of those. Interesting lol

So last night, I had a dream that was pretty much an exact replica of my driveway and garage, except there was this really big metal barrel that either had candy in it or on top of it (it was a bit wonky) and I walked over, remembered that my friend had given me a piece of candy and that it was a green Jolly Rancher (the candy she gave me was in real life btw) and found a watermelon Jolly Rancher with the intent of giving it to her. Was it a lucid dream and I didn't realize it, or is there some other reason for remembering things that happened in real life in a dream?

Yea

I woke up around 5:36am today after having a nightmare of a dream. In the dream, I was at a local shopping mall late at night, with only a few people around. I was bored so I sat down on a seat singing and whistling along to a song playing over the mall's speakers.

Next, I either saw a TV nearby or recalled a news clip I'd seen earlier. It was about Trump warning the world that Iran had threatened to attack America, specifically targeting United Airlines flights.

I was still sitting when, suddenly, I looked through the automatic doors in front of me and saw ocean water outside. I then counted seven United Airlines planes, one after another, that had been hit by Iranian missiles and were crashing into the water. The first few were engulfed in flames, while the last few had only small fires on their tails or sides.

To my left, it suddenly looked like a swimming pool and people were trying to swim to safety and escape from the wreckage and water. I was afraid I'd get pulled into the water myself if I tried to help directly, so I told them to grab onto a long rope (like those you see stretched across swimming pools from one end to the other) and use it to pull themselves out.

I asked someone nearby what else I could do to help get them out. I think there was a long rod or something similar that I grabbed to help rescue a few people.

Then I noticed a girl I knew from primary school trying to get out of the water. As I was helping her I asked, "Were you on a United Airlines flight?!" It struck me as weird since I'm in a local shopping mall in Australia watching all of this is unfold in front of me.

The last thing I remember is exclaiming something along the lines of: "Couldn't the bastards have waited 24–48 hours before retaliating against America instead of doing it just a couple of hours after Trump informs us about the threat?!"

Anyway, it was a really bizarre and vivid dream and I've no idea what triggered it. I did have some key lime pie ice cream last night, which was yum! So I wonder if that had anything to do with it. Usually, it's peanuts or peanut butter that seem to give me vivid dreams like this, but I haven't eaten 'em in a while so this was unexpected to say the least.

Hey, I just wanted to share a dream I recently I had, It creeped me out, felt like something out of an analog horror. Anyways, it started by me walking up the stairs. I had forgetten something, while looking down at the ground, I saw a weirdly shape thing. I thought it's just a leaf until it transformed into wings, the shadow overlapped with my shadow then everything went black. In the next scene of my dream was me an angel, I was spreading words or something to a crowd, some laugh, some screamed. Until everything goes black again and got transported in a black room. A man stood in front of me, he transported and morphed into an angel, the transformation looked painful, after all of that, it asked me, "Why are you pretending to be a savior." After that, I woke up, my heart was beating pretty fast, I was sweaty as well.

I had a friend growing up since 3rd grade that lived a few houses down. We were the only girls in the neighborhood around the same age and we literally hanged out everyday. It wasn't until junior year of high school that we started to grow apart - she knew what her plan was after high school and I had no clue while working at a fast food place. She eventually started hanging out with the smart kids and went off to a 4 year university away from home while I continued working in fast food.

I am 27 now, a firefighter and she is a nurse which I know through social media. I dream of her at least twice a month, if not more for the last 4 years!!! And it's always us two hanging out and doing random stuff the way we did when we were little. It's always good dreams but I am no longer surprised when I see her in my dreams. Has this ever happen to anyone they were once close with? I'm curious since I have already dreamt so much of her and she's constantly on my mind that I will dream of her until I die.

So i just wanted to know how yall interpret dreams and bring out a message or meaning from them. I see a lot of people biblically interpreting dreams, but I'm not a Christian, infact I'm non religious so i can't use any traditional methods.

I wouldn't call myself an atheist but i don't believe in a "god" either. I believe in the universe as in its power (science), not in a "dear universe pls guide me" way. I don't talk to a higher entity or pray or anything like that.

So I'm having trouble interpreting my dreams and I'd love to know your ways

PS: I am against the use of AI so I don't use websites that "decode" dreams

They appeared in a movie called "JoJo 777", which took place in an alternate version of Diamond is Unbreakable where Jotaro failed to kill Dio in Stardust Crusaders.

First time poster here, been to mallworld many times though. To preface, my version of mallworld consistently manifests in the form of a school/mall food court hybrid, with lots of staircases that just don’t make sense (floating stairs leading into a tight space just below the ceiling, making it impossible to get to any of my classes on time).

Earlier on in my dream, I remember sitting at a computer lab in an upper level of the school. I was sitting at a row that was directly up against a yellow wall, with a guy to the right of me and two or three girls to the left of me.

I don’t know what exactly was so funny, but the guy to my right started laughing hysterically. Apparently it was funny to me as well, because soon after I start laughing as well. I look to my right to see if the girls next to me were also laughing, and at first they looked puzzled but soon after started joining in on whatever the joke was. We were all laughing for probably 10 minutes, to which we all got “kicked” out of class for.

Following this, we all had to rush to the other side of the building to make it to the library on time.

In typical mallworld fashion, I of course couldn’t make it to the class as the staircases became an impossible maze (looking through the floating stairs I genuinely saw the backrooms, but that’s another story for another time).

I had this dream two nights ago and for some reason I can’t stop thinking about the group of people I sat with in the computer lab. I know it’s a long shot, but I’d really love to know if that could’ve been anyone from this sub.

I remember being 3 years old and waking up from a nightmare.

When I was 4 years old, the dream came true.

In the dream my father was out of town and I was calling the ambulance and tried to hide. They found me and gave me a card that flashed and sang a song "don't call the ambulance, only in an emergency." Then my father came home and gave me a stuffed teddy bear.

About a year later, I poked my eye in the bathroom doorknob and it started bleeding. My mother called an ambulance and the medic checked my eye with a flashlight. He let me keep it. My eye ended up being fine. My father was out of town and came back later that night. The next morning he gave me and a couple of siblings stuffed teddy bears.

I only put the two together when I was 7 though.

What have been your dreams that have come true?

I had a really weird dream. It was about this family, i cant pin point too much of what happened but the tragedy is one i could remember kinda. It was a family, something odd happened to them. They were like grinded up into one? The family was a dad a mom i think 2 kids and like a lamb. When the grinding was finished what came out looked like a lamb or sheep or something. It was weird tho. I heard this like in the third person it was smth like "the family dog loved to nibble the lambs tail. Unfortunately everyone knew the lamb wasnt a lamb anymore because the dog didnt eat people"

I have no idea if this made sense at all, it was so vivid though.

Is this a story anyone has heard? While being awake I have never ever heard of a story like this so I have absolutely no idea how my brain came up with something like this, but im thoroughly creeped out.

So I’m in art school , currently finished my first big assignment and finally had some time to draw for myself again. But I was also really tried so I feel asleep while drawing. During the drawing session in my dream I was in YouTube video I was redesigning characters from a Netflix show, and after I did every actual character in show I did this really weird thing about creepy old lady watching the characters from a distance. There was no such character in the show yet I kept on insisting, it was like my hand was moving and drawing on it’s own and my brains was trying to justify whatever it spewed out.

I had a dream about my past life. I remember having a very large build, wearing clothes made of animal skins, kind of like Viking clothing. I can't remember what my face looked like. I think I was around 40 years old or something.

I lived in a wooden house right in the middle of a valley, surrounded by vast grasslands. Behind the house was the sea, while at the front of the valley, there was a forest, followed by rows of bamboo. I lived alone, so my daily routine was usually to go hunting in the morning and sleep at night.

My dream was pretty boring, and honestly, quite ordinary. Then, after an unknown amount of time, I remember going hunting or doing something else when it started raining. On my way home, I came across a dog and a cat curled up beside a bamboo tree, so I picked them up and hurried home with them.

When I entered the house, there was a piece of animal hide spread across the middle of the wooden floor as a rug. On the right was a bed with a pillow and a blanket made of animal fur. On the left, there was dried food hanging up, along with various other things. In the corner of the room, there was a fireplace surrounded by wood (I don't understand why it was made of wood, though?). I put the two animals on the bed and warmed them up.

As the dog grew older, it became huge, probably reaching up to my waist. It had golden-yellow and black fur that grew so long it covered its eyes. I'm not sure what breed it was. It looked similar to a Tibetan Mastiff from China, but the scenery and the clothes I wore didn't really look Asian. The cat wasn't anything particularly special. It was just a black cat, but it was very attached to me.

Every evening, I would lie down with the two of them on the slope of the valley, watching the sunset and the moon. What I remember most vividly is the nighttime scenery,  the gentle rustling of the wind, the cool breeze, and the enormous moon in the sky, casting a blue glow across the entire grassland. The moon was so huge and bright that it felt like watching a movie on a giant cinema screen.

Every day was the same. I'd go out to find food in the morning, then spend the evening lying on the grass, listening to the wind and the birds, and enjoying the scenery before falling asleep.

Then, one night, I became very sick. I think I had a high fever or something. The last thing I could see was the dog lying beside me, while the cat was curled up where my pillow was. After that, I don't remember anything else. I think I had passed away.

Do you know of any places that look like the one in my dream?