For me reoccurrence only happens with locations and themes (winter, night, sunset, desolation, …). The happenings are different.
When I visit unseen areas, I sometimes get a specific feeling of excitement and think "this looks just like one of my dreams". Then I usually do reality checks. Once in a while I become lucid right after, other times I just confirm my waking state and yearn for being able to do cool lucid dream stuff.
- big cities (often Chinese), subway stations
- mountain villages
- dungeons, castles, caves
- towers, sky scrapers
- rails and trains, woodland, roadhouses or huts
Every few years I dream of a ziqqurat in a sandy desert. It has a pool on top with a blue whale swimming in it, and people from all over the world travel to see it. Can't even start fathom what it all could mean.
Another extremely common dream locale is a sort of Bauhaus-style house, except it's a night storm and the house is a swamp up to my knee - it even has ferns, frogs and weeds.
Every once in a while, I dream of a few tannish-colored towers in an empty landscape. That's it. Never been able to take control while in that dream.
I still have recurring dreams about high school.The most common type of it that i'm walking down the hallway all alone then suddenly a car appears driving towards me.
I had tornado dreams as a little kid but then that shifted to fucking nuclear holocaust dreams where I always have to hide in my basement and pray that the shallow room will offer me some protection from the blast and radiation.
I've so many nightmares and wetdreams.
I've a lot of dreams about being spanked and executed and other horrific things.. Once I was stuck in a wall as girls set my ass on fire.
Once I was at a carnival I was twelve. My family was on the merry go round, when my younger sister told me to share my cotton candy and I said no so she shouted "mawwm!" My mom yanked me from the bright yellow toy boat and sat in it sideways. The seat was low to the ground so her knees were a bit higher than her hips. She flipped me down over her lap and spanked me in front of everyone, my belly on her lap and my whole body horizontally dancing as everyone cheers me being spanked. After a few rotations, she flipped me face up and yanked my feet in the air, then pulled all my bottoms off and I instantly screamed in fear and covered my part, and she held my feet in the air and waited unil we rotated near a trashcan, she ttossed my bundled up clothes at it then continued spanking me. She spanked me like that for a few minutes, then turned me back around but differently, so I was face down again but facing her other side, and she kept spanking me like that for the rest of the ride. My sisters laughed and made gestures and jokes, but the worst was when my sisters started chanting something along the ride's melody.
Ever since that, whenever they heard that music, they chanted it and sometimes played it just to sing to it at random. They basically made it a tradition to punish me at festivals.
taking care of toads and frogs
I get them once in a while. one time I dreamt them for a whole week