Lime Green Frog on Leash

I had a huge lime green frog, on a "leash" but it was more like a string. There were tiny lily pads all around me, some with tiny little baby lime green frogs sitting on them. I would swing the "leashed" frog (which was very light) and swing him past the small frogs - and he'd eat them. Like a vacuum.

I hate frogs in real life...

Throwing up in the bathtub

I was in some bathroom - looked like a new bathroom/new house. Big white tub, dark wooden walls. Started to fill up the tub - it filled up within 3-5 seconds and I turned it off right before it was about to spill over. I was standing over one side, and started throwing up. It looked like pho noodles, except 3 bowlfuls of it. I don't remember if it was actually noodles or worms or both. I poked it to move it around, then the water started turning into blood. There was a handle near the bathtub that looked like it would "flush" the water. I tried to press it gently but nothing moved.

Cabin, Snow, Flowers & SmartWater

I was in some cabin with a large living room. There were probably about 60-80 people laying down/sitting on the ground like a can of packed sardines. I was standing in the front, and saw K standing in the very rear corner to the left. He asked me something, and I ignored. He kept talking, and I got furious and yelled at him. I wanted him to leave me alone. I ran outside - and it was beautiful. Bright blue skies, no clouds. Sunshine - flowers everywhere. And snow was falling out of nowhere. I was wearing a white summer dress, barefoot. Felt skinny. Started running - the area started to look like my neighborhood. I remember staring at colorful flowers as I was running by, and was enjoying how free I felt...

Then I was in Costco with my coworkers Sue and boss Eleanor. We were looking at some generic strawberry kiwi flavored water. The bottles were blue, and said "SmartWater" on them. There were also a pack of "SmartWater" pens - I was using a neon pink pen (strawberry scent) and while I was trying to write with the pen, it was either not writing or it was coming out blotchy.

Planes, Bombs, War

Not sure where I was - but I was somewhere in the open with lots of grass and a few big blocky white buildings. There was a war going on - I remember seeing jets above dropping bombs or shooting missiles. I kept running into different buildings and each building I went into, there were tons of people in a panic. I remember thinking "If I stay in this building, what if it gets bombed?" So I just kept running in and out of buildings. The thought of be being in a targeted building made me shake. I thought to myself, "I'd rather just get shot with a gun than explode and burn in a building." I went into one dim building that had rooms and was crowded with a bunch of asian college kids, just lounging and sleeping. Why were they so calm? I went into a small dingy bathroom - with a window. It had several pieces to it - so I was sitting there breaking the window with my hands slowly, taking it apart piece by piece. Until I realized I could have just popped out the entire frame instead of taking out each piece of glass. After I was done, I was looking at the hole and realized "I'm not going to fit through this damn hole."

I somehow found my way out of the building and then there was nothing but grass, trees, fog and a huge green hilly mountain. I was thinking "I should run up this mountain and hide." As soon as I started to run - the road to the mountain was packed with a bunch of people wearing straw china man hats. I panicked.

Started running... and observing how the planes were only bombing buildings. What if I laid in the grass? It was tall enough so they couldn't see me. I laid in the grass, but someone found me and kicked my back. I got up and started running. I remember thinking to myself "If I were to get a green blanket, and attach plants/branches/leaves on it and lay down under it - they'll never see me from the planes."

I was in a car with someone, a male - don't remember who he was or his face. We started driving up the road to the mountain and came across a gate. We got out of the car and were standing next to this ticket machine - that would spit out numbers. Of what significance, I don't remember. First few numbers that shot out were 24. Then 10. But that wasn't the number the guy I was with, was looking for. He was frustrated and pounding the ticket machine.