Dreams About Traveling

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Lazy Overview:

I had a dream about riding a bicycle on a country road with trees on both sides in the daytime, in a fictional version of my birth state with, I have dreamed this exact route several times before.

I passed a racist neighborhood in the country and one of the houses had a father & son on the porch staring meanly at me and they had several loose dogs on their street, I have seen this father & son & the dogs before in another dream(s).

I reached a restaurant near a gas station, which I have dreamed about before.

The dream re-starts with my cousin DE and I riding bicycles & racing each other up this same country road, and at one point we were going 70 mph πŸ˜€ ; I guess we had speed-o-meters or something, because I remember being able to see how fast I was going. πŸ˜€

We stopped at the restaurant by a gas station for the breakfast buffet, which I have been to in another dream(s) before.

While we are inside eating, oddly the tables are connected so you eat next to people who you do not know, many people are staring at us; many of them seem to be from the racist neighborhood.

I remember eating cherry pie or something like that and it was good, then I woke up.

I dreamed that I was in a fictional version of LC on a nice day at the boardwalk, which was bigger than in real life, the city seemed bigger & nicer.

There were people around having a good time, I walked enjoying the view of the water & people & etc, and I saw MT; he lived in an apartment on the dock, there were a few apartment rooms at the end of the dock next to two bathrooms.

I met a woman & her friend, after I stopped to talk to them after hearing the woman complaining about a bad date she had, and she seemed nice enough so we both decided to go on a date.

The woman and I went on a date around the boardwalk, then we went to China and walked on the Great Wall Of China, and we snuck off the wall to a construction site that might have been for a semi-secret nuclear site. πŸ˜€

We tried to sneak through the construction site wearing some workers clothes that we found on the ground but some guards saw us, and they chased us.

We ran to a field and reached a road, which was in France, so the guards could not chase us; but they called the French police. πŸ˜€

The neighborhood had a European style to it and an European style automobile passed us with two people speaking French and listening to music in French.

We heard police sirens, so the woman & I ran into a trail in the woods, and the woman said that we should split up & meet back in the field later.

We split up, but when I returned later to the field, she was not there; I searched for her without luck in the neighborhood in France, near the construction site in China, and then I returned to the boardwalk in LC. πŸ˜€

The woman lived in one of the apartments near MT with her roommates, so I stopped there to see if she was there, but no one was there when I got to the apartment; so I waited and then her roommates came, some of which were former classmates of mine.

They tell me that the woman was mad & thought I had left her, so I explained what happened, but during this conversation I realized that the woman had a crazy personality & she always seemed to miss-interpret things & look for the worst in people; even her friends knew that.

I saw that as my chance to escape so when the woman came back to their apartment, I told her thank you and I apologized, and I wished her good luck in finding another date & I left.

On the boardwalk I meet a former classmate MJ and he was with some gang, I accidentally bumped into the leader while walking and I apologized, but he got mad & somehow hurt my arm; MJ apologized after leader walked off, then he left too.

I came across some family members & others about to go to a wedding across town and I followed them, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr πŸ™‚

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