Do you dream in your childhood home?

Arwon

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I'm a navy brat. I've moved around a lot in my life. 13 times, in fact. I've lived in 4 Australian states and territories, three countries, 7 cities, three continents, both hemispheres, and in suburban houses with lawns, a massive American house on an island, an apartment above a shop, a cramped European apartment block and in a garage next to an airport. Suffice it to say, I don't have a strong sense of place and I don't get emotionally attached to physical locations.

I've been told that many people dream in their childhood homes, even if they no longer live there. That concept doesn't make much sense to me. I'm interested in seeing how true it is.
 
Yeah, I still have dreams about my childhood in western Wyandotte County, Kansas. Climbing that apple tree. Hopping off the ledge at my grandparents (next door), grabbing the clothesline pole and swinging swinging on it. Walking down to the creek near K-32 to go swimming, etc.
 
I dream no matter where I'm sleeping. I had a great dream sleeping on the floor in Brussels airport and I woke up opposite to where I went to sleep. :eek:

EDIT: I think I got it wrong. You mean when I dream I dream about my childhood home? Nope.
 
I use to do so, but I'm always a child in the dream itself.

Speaking of sleep, I played a prank on this guy once. He was slerping on the floor in a Brussels airport and I placed him opposite to where he went to sleep. Good times. I also stole his shoes.
 
Speaking of sleep, I played a prank on this guy once. He was slerping on the floor in a Brussels airport and I placed him opposite to where he went to sleep. Good times. I also stole his shoes.

Damn that was you?! The only other guy there was a creepy drunk homeless guy so... I guess you need the shoes more than me. :lol:
 
I use to do so, but I'm always a child in the dream itself.

Speaking of sleep, I played a prank on this guy once. He was slerping on the floor in a Brussels airport and I placed him opposite to where he went to sleep. Good times. I also stole his shoes.

I stoled his pants and his camera
 
I dream of Hong Kong every so often. Sometimes it's of the first apartment we slept the night in, sometimes it's either of the two apartments in the HKBU teacher quarters.
 
I still live in my childhood home when I'm not away at college. I was less than a year old when our family moved into our current house, so I have no idea what the old house was like and have never dreamed of it. My dreams are set there about as often as they are set in my college apartment.
 
I've dreamt of that house only once, and it was fairly recently.

Wasn't a great dream, althoguh the house was friggin great.
 
I don't have a childhood home. We moved around a lot, too. If I dream about being in a place it is a vague one.
 
Nope. My dreams are mostly in weird places that don't exist, like a giant, abandoned underground mall with only one store open.
 
My dreams never deal with my actual experiences.
 
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