Another dream

It seems like i can only remember my most horrible dreams, or maybe i should call them nightmares instead. I never realy remember my beautifull, peacefull,good dreams.
Maybe because horror has more impact on me??

Last night i had a horrible dream/nightmare again.

I was somewhere outside a building near a boulevard, i had no idea where i was exacly.
Somehow i knew i was there to have a sport competition, i gues it was volleyball (i hate ballgames by the way). When i entered the building i placed my bag outside the building cause everybody did this, knowing that this might be not such a good idea, cause someone could steal my stuff. But i did it anyway.

Inside the building i walked left from the playfield and there was my team, i didn`t know anyone, except for my mother who was in the same team. I started talking to her that i left my bag outside, with all my stuff inside and she said i should better go get the bag and bring it inside.

So i went outside again, to the place i left my bag, it was full of bags there, and mine was no longer there, i started looking for it, and finally i saw my bag laying there, but empty.
I then realised my purse and passport were in there before, and now stolen!!!
This was also the moment i realised i was in Italy, so i was in a strange country with my money and passport stolen!!!

I ran inside to tell my mother what happened, but everybody was gone.
I searched in panic, but nobody was there anymore, so i walked to a door on the other side of the playfield and there was a, sort of, kantine/bar. A big man standing in front of the door, who looked like a policeman. I started telling him what happened to me, but ofcourse he didn`t understand english, so i tried to explain in a few italian words....passaporto arrubato!!! Cercare per mio madre!!!!
The man said i should wait at the bar and he would sort it out.
So i sat down next to a woman, and started to talk to her about what happened, but she didn`t realy respond to me.

When i realised that the woman wouldn`t really comfort my feelings i started looking around for the man who was supposed to help me. I saw him at the door again , and he was locking the door. So i walked up to him a asked if he had found my mother and what i should do, he just said that i should go back to the bar and wait.

When i walked back to the bar i was thinking about why he`d lock the door, and i started to follow him with my eyes, he walked to the other side of the bar and started locking all the doors and windows. At this moment i started to feel more panic, i looked to the door where i came in before, and i saw water starting flowing in under the door.

Now i realised that the bar was going to be flud with water in no time and i would drown.
I ran to the other side and started looking for an opening.
More water flowing in...panic....looking....the man started to ran after me.....
I finally found a door that was still open and ran outside.
Outside there was a stair overflud with water and i had to go through the water, water that had a very strong currence. I had to swim like crazy to get through it and i notice the water smelled like chlorid.
So the man tried to trap me into that bar and drown me in chlorid water????
Where was my mother??
Where was my passport???
Panic........

I finally reached the end of the stairs and i was save from the water.........
And then i woke up from my dream.
I looked on my alarmclock and noticed that i had slept through the alarm and was late for work.
So i had to get up very quickly to get to work, wash myself very quick, and call my work that i would be a bit late.

While riding on my bike to work i was still thinking about my dream, what did it mean??
Sometimes i realy don`t understand where my dreams come from, but it definately has something to do with my fears, my demons, my insecurities.
No more bad dreams please!!!