I had to wake up earlier than I expected to go help someone, and I had to deal with the usual morning annoyances; so I forgot most of what I dreamed about last night.
One of the dreams might have had something to do with the animated TV show Young Justice, where there was a back and forth mental conflict about something that I can not remember.
Another one of the dreams might have had something to do with something else that might have involved sleeping/staying in bed/being comfortable/or something, but I am not sure and I can not remember.
I just remembered part of either a dream or real event from years ago (I am not sure how many years ago, but it is probably from many years ago), probably a dream, but I am not sure.
I was younger (still public school age(d)) and I remember my mom, my dad, and I riding in an automobile; and some of my mom family members like my uncle CE and maybe a few other people were either with us or driving with us in their own automobiles.
My brothers might have been with us but I am not sure, and maybe a few people who(m) my dad knew might have been with us but I am not sure.
I remember that we were driving up a straight road/highway in the middle-of-no-where/the country/somewhere and the sunlight outside had an orangish glow to it, and we stopped at a gas station-like place that was either abandoned or very quiet & somewhat dark inside.
I remember us going inside the somewhat dark gas station-like place, and I remember there being a somewhat older man with whitish colored skin with whitish/grayish colored hair wearing a cowboy hat with a long sleeve button shirt in a checked-like pattern that might have been white & blue colored with blue jeans & cowboy boots; but I can not remember if the man had traveled in the group with us or if he was already in the gas station-like place or if he arrived after we arrived, my guess is he was one of the people who knew my dad & that he was probably driving in an automobile leading our group somewhere.
I think that maybe we were headed out in the country to fish on some private property or something, and so the man with the cowboy hat probably knew where it was and maybe even owned it.
We probably bought/got/found some fishing bait/equipment, snacks, gas, et cetera; and then got back in our automobiles to continue the journey, but that is all that I can remember.
The end,
-John Jr
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