February 5, 2016 | Dream Journal

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Dream 1

I spent most of the night dreaming about the video game Fallout 4 and managing settlements and settlers and their clothing and outfits and armor and weapons in that video game during the day, but that is all that I can remember of these dreams.

Dream 2

Fortunately I finally remembered part of a dream that was not related to the video game Fallout 4, it was my last dream from last night, but it is a bit confusing and unclear and missing many details because I forgot a lot of this dream.

I think that the dream started during the night and maybe I drove to a parking lot where some of my former classmates were hanging out near their automobiles (I possibly drove from another city), and maybe this parking lot was outside a school or college that was somewhat like the D Junior High School and the parking lot was probably like its parking lot.

I probably hung out with the people in the parking lot but I can not remember what happened, I just remember the next part of the dream taking place during the day inside a school or college (probably the school or college next to the parking lot that we hung out in during the night), and I seemed to be a student.

I went to one or more classes and some of my former classmates were in some of those classes, I know that one or more of my teachers were women but I can not remember if any were men (some had whitish colored skin with light-colored hair, and some had brownish colored skin with dark-colored hair), and some of the janitors (men and women with brownish colored skin with dark-colored hair, and maybe some with whitish colored skin with medium-colored hair) knew my dad and I; and I remember them making comments about me maybe returning to finish school or college, and maybe that they and my dad were proud of me.

There is one or more interesting things that happened during the dream at the school or college between classes but I can not remember what happened at this time (maybe there were some dorms that we went to and/or cafeterias and/or recreational areas, and maybe I talked to my dad who was working at the school), I do remember being in a classroom that had a female teacher teaching our class, and I was sitting at a desk with a yellowish colored mesh backpack.

At some point I needed to leave the classroom briefly, maybe to use the bathroom and/or something like that, and so I left my backpack in the classroom because I was going to return to the class.

I remember walking out of the classroom into a hallway to make a left turn around a corner when I almost collided with my former female classmate JH who was also turning the corner but she was trying to walk on the hallway that I was leaving, and I remember apologizing even though we did not collide.

We briefly talked and then we said goodbye and we went our separate ways, something strange happened where I somehow accidentally time traveled (it just happened somehow, and I did not even know at first), and so when I returned to the classroom it was the future but I am not sure how far into the future it was.

A different teacher and class were in the classroom, they did not know me and I did not know them, and I was confused so I told the teacher who I was and I asked a few questions and I tried to explained what I last remembered.

The teacher was a mean woman with whitish colored skin with maybe long yellowish colored hair, she did not care at all (no empathy) and she was rude, and she was not going to help me and she just told me that she did not know who I was and that I was not in her class so I should leave; and I realized that somehow I was in the future, but I had no idea how this had happened.

I asked the class if anyone had seen a yellowish colored mesh backpack and to my surprise they had, it was probably empty or mostly empty now, but they handed it to me like it had been in the lost and found all of this time; and I thanked them, and I left their classroom confused and trying to figure out what year was I in now and what happened.

I am not sure what happened next exactly, either I was sent back in time where I was originally or I went to a new classroom (I probably went back in time accidentally or somehow), and I remember sitting at a desk on the right side of the room next to the last row of desks.

My former male classmate AP was in this classroom not too far away from me and I remember talking with him, to our right was the PA BO sitting on the last row alone, and at some point I remember some of us moving some of the desks and moving to new desks.

After helping to adjust the rows of desks I went to sit on the row where BO was sitting, I smiled to her and I greeted her, but she frowned back at me looking annoyed and a bit angry and she said that she was moving to a new desk or she asked me and some of the other students to move to new desks because she did not want anyone sitting on the same row as her.

I said okay and she and/or I and some of the other students moved to new desks like she asked, I was a bit surprised by this negativity and it brought my mood down a bit at first, but then I started to recover and start talking to some of the other students; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

February 5, 2016 | Daily Prompt

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The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called Second Time Around, and this is what it said:

Tell us about a book you can read again and again without getting bored — what is it that speaks to you?

And this is my response:

Unfortunately there are none, I have not read many books in my life and I have not really went back to reread the books that I have read, I read something almost everyday but not usually books.

The end,

-John Jr

February 4, 2016 | Dream Journal

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Last night I watched a lot of YouTube Let’s Play videos of TFS Plays: Fallout 4 playlist by TFS Gaming (Team Four Star (TeamFourStar)) before going to sleep, and so it seems that most or all of my dreams was about that and the video game Fallout 4 again.

I was playing Fallout 4 sometimes and I was watching TFS Gaming play it most of the time, and maybe I was inside the video game sometimes.

Most of the dreams were of me watching TFS Gaming playing Fallout 4, they were goofing around as usual, and so most of the dreams were watching and listening to them goof around as they played the video game.

I got to see some of the dialogue choices that they made as they played the video game and there was more things that happened during these dreams, but that is all that I can remember at this time.

The end,

-John Jr

February 4, 2016 | Daily Prompt

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The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called Naked With Black Socks, and this is what it said:

Are you comfortable in front of people, or does the idea of public speaking make you want to hide in the bathroom? Why?

And this is my response:

No, I am not comfortable in front of most people, and the idea of public speaking does makes me want to hide in a bathroom.

Because of social anxiety disorder and any other anxiety disorders that I might have, shyness, introversion, negative past social experiences, not being properly trained and adapted socially, not agreeing enough with or fitting in with or being associated with any group or groups, isolation, and many other reasons known and unknown.

The end,

-John Jr

February 3, 2016 | Dream Journal

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I had some clear dreams last night and I would have remembered at least part of them, but something happened during my last dream that caused me to forget almost all of my dreams from last night.

The only parts of my dreams from last night that I can remember now were inspired by one of TFS Gaming’s Let’s Play videos of the video game Fallout 4.

I dreamed about some other things too that were pretty clear and probably pretty long, maybe so long that I ended up forgetting them as the dreams switched to a Fallout 4 related theme at the end, and one of those dreams possibly took place during the day and involved my dad.

Unfortunately I can not remember anything specific about my dreams from last night other than that they involved Fallout 4 and maybe TFS Gaming (Team Four Star or TeamFourStar), and so I assumed that I was playing Fallout 4 and/or watching someone else play it and/or was inside the video game and/or was thinking about it.

But that is all that I can remember now of my dreams from last night unfortunately.

The end,

-John Jr

February 3, 2016 | Daily Prompt

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The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called Voice Work, and this is what it said:

Your blog is about to be recorded into an audiobook. If you could choose anyone — from your grandma to Samuel L. Jackson — to narrate your posts, who would it be?

And this is my response:

Finally, an easy Daily Prompt :D , I would probably choose the actress Tilda Swinton to narrate my posts from my blog for an audiobook because I like her voice and accent:

The end,

-John Jr

February 2, 2016 | Dream Journal

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This dream was partly inspired by TFS Plays: Fallout 4, and this Double Toasted video that I watched last night before going to sleep (I can not remember the parts of the dream that were inspired by this video):

All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point during the dream I was outside during the day in a field with greenish colored grass where there were various structures that started on the ground and that went up high in the sky, and they looked like a combination of an obstacle course and playground equipment combined with something else.

There were Super Mutants from the Fallout video games there and maybe some other threats, there were some other people and I there who had to try to survive while moving and climbing through this area, and so we fought the Super Mutants and other threats as we moved through this area.

This part of the dream was a bit like the Fallout video games, we had weapons like guns that we sometimes used to kill Super Mutants in self-defense, and I was probably able to use V.A.T.S.

This part of the dream was possibly symbolic in some ways (during the dream I remember thinking that some parts of this dream were symbolic, and possibly meant something but I was not sure what exactly), even though I was seeing and experiencing this, I was possibly somewhere else in the dream talking to someone (possibly on the telephone) when this was all going on; and so maybe it was like a daydream within a dream or dream within a dream or I was in two places at the same time or I magically jumped back and forth between two different parts of the dream, but I am not sure.

Later in the dream I remember being inside a house waiting in either a living room or a family room like I was at the house of one or more of the parent’s of one of my former classmates, and I was walking around the room and the curtains were closed but I possibly could tell that it was probably still daytime.

At some point AC the younger sister of my former male classmate JC walked into the room with me, she looked younger again and slightly different, and she seemed a bit depressed.

She sat down and we started talking about some of her problems, things that she wrote in her diary which was on a table near her, and some of her family problems; and I gave her some words of encouragement and some advice, and I shared things about myself and some of my similar problems.

We got interrupted by her fictional younger preteen brother who had whitish colored skin with short hair and maybe some freckles who was the annoying younger brother stereotype, he started to annoy her and they argued, and she told me about the many annoying things that her brother does; and he said things that he did not like about her.

This was a bit funny to me because it made me think of family and my relationship with my brothers, I started to talk to them about family and how we can be annoying to each other at times, and I said some positive things about this which helped to calm their argument and improve the mood.

A beautiful woman who looked like the actress Morena Baccarin entered the room, she was the step-mother or girlfriend of the father of one or more of the siblings of my former classmate JC, and we sat on the couch and we had a great conversation.

I remember her smiling and actually being interested in what I had to say, it was great having a great conversation with someone who is actually also enjoying the conversation and who seems like they really want to be there, and I enjoyed being there with her.

I was a bit nervous and uncomfortable at first so I ended up being in my energized nervous mode where parts of my brain shutdown or get clouded and when I am having a good conversation I get energized and I start sharing way too much information about myself and others, and at some point I started talking about my brother CC.

I told her how my brother CC moved out of the house a few days after graduating from high school to move in with his girlfriend and start college, he joined the military and left for recruit training without finishing his first semester of college, during his break from recruit training before his next training he surprised us by marrying his girlfriend so we went to the wedding the next morning after he told us, but then our conversation got interrupted.

Somehow I was talking to her in person at first but then this changed to where I was walking around my parent’s house talking to her on a telephone, my dad was working on the clothes dryer when he heard me talking about my brother CC, and he started making a comment about me telling too much information about him.

I put the phone against my chest or shoulder quickly without saying hold on, so that I could talk to my dad and explain, and he was correct and I told him so; and so I was going to stop that and apologize, and then I went to see if she was still on the phone.

I heard her talking to my former classmate JC about his fictional ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, my former classmate JC said that after his divorce or break-up with his ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, that she told a federal government agency about how he sometimes shoots guns at his family’s old abandoned GB House and yard (property) out in the country by a forest (not shooting at the house itself, but doing target practice out there because it is out in the country near a forest and abandoned); and so this federal government agency went to The GB House (Property) to investigate these claims.

They saw evidence that this was true and for some reason they put out a warrant for the arrest of my former classmate JC like maybe it was illegal for him to shoot guns out there, while I was listening to their conversation I noticed some newspaper articles with pictures on a wall in my parent’s house that my mom had cut out and pinned on the wall, and they seemed to about the arrest of my former classmate JC because of this situation that he was talking about.

The newspaper articles and pictures explained the situation that my former classmate JC was telling after the warrant was put out for his arrest, instead of turning himself in he hid for months, and the pictures showed the day that he was caught; and the first newspaper article and picture was titled: Hot Redhead Finally Gets Caught.

The picture showed a man with somewhat overgrown reddish colored hair and reddish colored facial hair like he had not had a haircut or a shave in months, the picture was unclear and shot from far away but it looked like it was probably my former classmate JC, he was standing in a forest behind some bushes with some cows in front of him like he had been hiding there when the police (whoever) arrived to arrest him, and I assume that this was in the forest by The GB House (Property) that his family owns.

It seemed that he had been hiding and living out there for months and that it was a popular topic during that time in the local newspapers, the journalist who took these photographs got them as police had him surrounded but you could not see the police at first, but the other photographs showed him being arrested and put in a police car.

I guess he went to jail but was out now and was living with some of his siblings who have a different father than him, his mom and dad are dead, and I remember feeling sorry for him as I heard this and I saw how he looked in those photographs.

It seemed that he had never recovered after the death of his mom who died over a year ago, who died years after his dad died, and so he looked like a different person and like he was still suffering and he seemed a bit worn and depressive like his sister AC; but he also seemed more rough and rugged and strong and tough.

Earlier I had been at the house waiting to see him and talk to him but now I was magically at my parent’s house listening to his conversation waiting for the woman (the wife or girlfriend of the father of one or more of my former classmate JC’s siblings) to realize that I was still on the phone line with her, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr