The Korean Store With My Former Classmate SS

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Last night I barely remember my last dream, which took place in a fictional city similar to L, that was not far from D.

SS and his brother MS were living & working in the city after recently returning from South Korea, and they worked at a Korean Store owned by a woman from South Korea; and it was a small grocery store basically.

SS told me about an area next to the Korean Store that was somewhat connected to the Korean Store, which is a bit confusing when I think of it now, it was outside next to a dead-end street in a small scary-looking wooded abandoned park-like area; the Korean Store had shelves of mostly alcoholic drinks in this area, oddly.

I can not remember what SS said about the area, but I remember going to the area at night during the dream, and I remember being afraid of something.

Almost no one would ever go to that area, I guess it had a reputation of being a scary place or something, and so I went there since it was quiet & there might have been an abandoned house at the dead-end part, but I am not sure.

The area that was connected to the Korean Store was safer & not scary, but I noticed that someone had opened & drinking some of the alcoholic drinks & putting them back on the shelves; whoever was doing it would only drink a bit from each bottle & then put it back hoping that no one would notice.

During the day the owner of the Korean Store, a woman, would walk outside to glance at the area to make sure that no one was stealing her alcoholic drinks; she was a mean woman who could not really speak much English and she mostly spoke Korean.

SS’s Korean language skills had improved from his time spent living in South Korea again, and so he did not have much of a problem communicating with the woman, who was his boss; and I remember asking SS how much had his Korean improved during his time in South Korea, but I do no remember what his answer was.

During the night when something scared me from the dead-end area, I hid in the Korean Store area outside near the many rows of alcoholic drinks, until the next morning; and I heard someone coming into the Korean Store area outside & so I tried to sneak away so that they would not think that I was the person who had drunk some of their alcoholic drinks.

I wanted to sneak away and then tell SS about the situation, so that he could tell his boss, and so they could investigate who was drinking some of their alcoholic drinks; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

Re-Living Old Memories

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Last night I remember part of three dreams, but I forgot most of the first two dreams, because I was awakened by a fire alarm/smoke detector.

Dream 1

The first dream involved Rachel Maddow, but I can not remember anything about this dream, except that Ms. Maddow and I were talking, probably.

10-29-2011 | Dream Journal | A Fair And/Or An Event In D On Eastside

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Last night I remember part of my last dream, which took place during the day in D, and I remember being near my parent’s house at the B House across the street, for some unknown reason.

I can not remember the beginning or middle of the dream, but I do remember some of the end of the dream; and some members of my dad side of the family were having a party in the yard of the Mobile Home next to the B House, for some unknown reason.

The fair and/or an event was supposed to start further across Eastside near O Street, and so I walked, maybe, to the fair and/or an event; and people were there preparing and/or starting the fair and/or even, and there might have been a short parade, but I am not sure.

Trying To Live In A Motel / Apartment With My Family

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Last night I barely remember part of my last dream, which I think took place at a fictional motel/apartment that looked somewhat like the M Apartments in LC, except there was a nice modern apartment complex for the rich across from it.

My family and I were there across from the fancy apartment, I am not sure how we got there or why, and I remember us staying in one of the apartments/rooms that looked abandoned & a bit ugly in the front part, but the rest of it looked pretty good; I am not sure if we were only supposed to stay a few days or not, but I think we were, but we ended up trying to live there instead of leaving.

A Purse / Backpack

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Last night I remember part of my last dream, which I think started in a classroom, but I can not remember.

I think that class was over and some of my classmates and I walked off talking, to wait near the exit for the bell to ring, so that we could leave.

We came across an area that has been in several of my past dreams, but it was slightly different, which it usually is in each dream that it is in.

The area has a restaurant, business, and several other things in it; and the restaurant area has a 1950s style with older style music that plays; and I remember hearing a Frank Sinatra-like song that sounded like it was sang / sung by a Michael Bublé-like singer, and I remember thinking to myself that it would probably be nice to sing some songs there one day or something like that, if I could sing, which I can not. 😀

The restaurant looked like a place where people would be eating hamburgers & French fries with milkshakes or something, and I think that there were/was white & black checkered titles for/on the floor & an old style music jukebox, maybe.

A few of my classmates and I walked to the exit and we stood there talking, as some other students talked with each other, and one of my classmates showed me her purse / bookbag (backpack).

The woman looked like one of my former classmates but I can not remember her name, she had very light whitish colored skin & she wore glasses & she had darker colored shoulder length hair.

Her purse / bookbag was not very big and I think that it might have been made of denim, but that is a guess, and to put it into purse-mode you had to snap the bottom to the side (if that made sense); there were two button-things that could snap into and/or out-of-place, which would switch it to purse-mode & slightly changed the appearance & size.

To turn it into bookbag-mode, you just unsnap the two button-things, which would slightly change the appearance & made it slightly bigger.

Really it would be the same size, but snapping it into purse-mode would hide some of it on the side, which made it seem smaller & which slightly changed the look of it.

I told her that her purse/bookbag was interesting and I commented about the button-things, and she seemed pleased by my positive comments.

Our conversation was interrupted by two other classmates who saw a paper that I was carrying in my hands and/or in my bookbag, that had the name of my former classmate DH on it, and one of them (a man) made a comment about that; and the other one (a woman) told the man that not everyone carrying something with someone’s else’s name on it, are having sex with that person, or something like that. 😀

I guess the man always suspected sexual relationships on very flimsy evidence or something.

I thought that the man was joking or something, since DH is a man & heterosexual, I am a man & heterosexual, and so his statement made no sense to me.

DH’s name was on one of my papers because I think we had to write about someone we knew that was in the military or something like that, and I wrote about how DH is in military basic training with the military now or something like that.

After the woman and I explained how the man was incorrect and after he apologized, we all started talking again; but then I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂