Last night I dreamt that-- SHUT UP AND JUST LISTEN QUIT ROLLING YOUR EYES.
Last night I dreamt that I was with a crowd of people running across an empty wasteland to what appeared to be the edge of the world. I was lagging further and further behind because I was watching the four huge, different colored moons setting. As I pointed out how beautiful it was to a guy next to me, an enormous - and I mean ENORMOUS - moon rose, so close that it looked like I could step off the world and into one of its craters. The guy next to me couldn't see it.
I googled the meaning of moons in dreams, but it's a bunch of contradictory gobbledygook. It's possible that I am serene, in touch with my femininity, and highly intuitive. Or I could be closing a chapter in my life, starting a new one, and about to travel over water. Or it could represent romance and lunacy (two words, one meaning). It could also mean the opposite of all those things.
Conclusion: Never try to figure out what your dreams mean. Let the Egyptians starve.