Am I the only one this happens to? As the time approaches for me to go on a trip and leave my home and little animal kingdom, I start having dreams about moving out of my home into a strange place and then regretting the move but, for some reason, being unable to undo the move. I mean, it’s not like I’m going somewhere strange. I’m going to my sister’s home in the city where I was raised. And yet the dreams persist.