A Trip + The Last Patriot + Pauline Croze Practicing = Trip Patriot Croze

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Last night I remembered most of my last dream, which was split into at least three parts.

A Trip

The first part I remembered I will call, A Trip, it started with my mom and I talking about going on a trip somewhere; then we actually went on the trip, but I am not sure where we went exactly.

It appeared to be in The United States (USA) somewhere, and I remember us going to tour some small walking bridge over water.

As we were touring around with other tourists a man stopped to talk to me, and for some reason started asking me questions about my plans for the future & my past experiences from my college period until now.

He started to offer advice and point out flaws in my plans and/or how I was handling the situation, but I can not remember the specifics.

The Last Patriot

After that the next part of the dream started which I will call, The Last Patriot, which started after I left the bridge and walked to an area near it that appeared to be a high school stadium.

There was a group of people my age standing and listening to a man give a passionate speech, it was Tom Cruise looking like a mix of his character Nathan Algren in The Last Samurai and his character Senator Jasper Irving in Lions For Lambs.

He was talking about the military, their training, their sacrifice, bravery, etc.

He was very serious and was walking around as he talked, and even was showing us examples of some of the training; particularly the hand-to-hand combat training.

He talked about how The United States (USA) needed more citizens to train and defend the country like the many soldiers of the past, and stuff like that.

He brought up different issues like his character in Lions For Lambs, but was dressed somewhat more like his soldier character from The Last Samurai.

After a while he finally stopped and left us all to think about his words as everyone walked away; his speech was actually inspiring and made me think a bit.

As I was walking away with the others, I decided to sit in the stadium seats to think, so I was the only one staying behind.

I was on the first row of seats and I noticed a little stage next to my row on the ground, and sitting on the stage playing a guitar & singing alone was Pauline Croze.

I wondered what in the world was she doing in the USA and figured she was practicing for a concert, which I found odd but very interesting.

I have no idea what songs she was practicing but she was just playing and singing with no microphone, and no one else was around now, but the instruments for the band were sitting on stage.

Soon she noticed me sitting down and came over and started saying something in French to me, that I did not understand so I told her in French that I did not understand.

She then asked me if I understood French, in French, and I told her that I understood a bit of French, in French.

Then we started talking in a bit of French and English, I spoke mostly English with a bit of French and she spoke mostly in French with a bit of English, and so we both only could understand each other a bit; but enough to talk.

I think we talked about her up coming concert, some of her songs, what she was doing here in the USA, about how she became my favorite music artist, about classical guitar & my plans on learning to play it, some other things I can not remember, and I think she offered me free tickets to her concert.

After a short conversation I decided to leave so that she could get back to practicing, and then I woke up as I walked away.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂

By John Jr

Hello, I am John Jr, welcome.

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