Talking With My Dad

Last night I barely remember some of my last dream, which took place during the day at a slightly fictional version of the D High School, and I was walking & talking with my dad across one of the student parking lots toward where the Ag (Agriculture) building should be.

Instead of the Ag building, there were classrooms for younger kids and offices, and we went to use the bathroom; and I felt uncomfortable going into a school building without permission, but my dad told me that it was okay.

Two obese men with whitish colored skin & brownish colored hair & wearing glasses, also had to use the bathroom, but they waited on the outside of the bathroom for us to finish first; and inside of the bathroom I realized that the two men were waiting outside because, only two of the four urinals & toilets worked.

The toilets had no stalls, so my dad had no privacy as he sat on the toilet (which did not bother him at all), and I used one of the urinals as my dad talked to me across the bathroom; then we left the bathroom and the building as my dad told me about a recent argument that he had with his supervisors on his job (he talked about this for most of the dream).

He told me about it as we walked across the student parking lot to where the field house for sports should be, but there was a different building there instead; and inside the building my dad and I talked some more, and my mom might have come to talk with us as well.

There were other people (students & teachers) in the building, the building was a bit gym-like, and we might have briefly talked with one or more of my brothers who are still in school; and at some point my dad, mom, and brother(s) left.

I can not remember what happened but at some point I had a Daisy Red Ryder BB Gun, which I got from someone or found, and I was going to sneak it away from the school once the last class of the day was over; probably to prevent anyone from getting hurt and/or preventing who ever had the BB gun at first from getting in trouble, I can not remember.

I think that it was a Friday and the last class of the day was taking place in the building where I was, and so I sat in with the class while the BB gun was hidden next to a book bag that I somehow had; and the class had a female teacher with blondish colored hair and whitish colored skin.

At some point the class was almost over and I think that I started trying to prepare to hide the BB gun in or near the book-bag as I held it, my plan was to walk & hide among the many students when the class ended as I left the school campus, but the teacher saw the BB gun; and she stopped to ask me about it, because she thought that it was a real gun at first.

I started explaining that it was just a BB gun, that it was not mine, and that I was only trying to get rid of it so that no one would get hurt; the bell rang for the end of classes for the day, I waited to see what the teacher was going to do or say, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

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