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Talking On A Stairway With My Brother CC & His Girlfriend JH & My Former Classmates BM & RB

I barely remember part of one dream from last night that took place during the day in a fictional area, at least in the parts that I can remember, but some parts of the dream might have taken place during the night before in a slightly fictional version of my parent’s yard maybe.

I think that the parts that I can not remember might involve a fictional version of one of the storage buildings in my parent’s yard, maybe we were going to use it as housing or something like that, but I can not remember.

At some point I remember being somewhere outside in a fictional area with some of my family, there was a tall stairway leading up to the side of a hill or small mountain-like area, and there were other people around like a small festival/event was going on.

I remember talking and walking up the tall stairway, we came across my brother CC & his girlfriend JH at some point, and then further up the stairway I came across my former classmates BM & RB who were talking; and so I stopped to talk with them, and we briefly talked about old times/the past.

But they started ignoring me sometimes, so I decided to change the subject, and I asked them to play a game where we each would ask one another to tell us about a dream they had on whatever topic/subject we decided on.

Example: Tell us about a dream that you had about carrots, and then that person would tell us about the first dream that they could remember about carrots.

I was not sure if they wanted to play this game or not, I woke up before I could find out.

The end,

-John Jr

By John Jr

Hello, I am John Jr, welcome.

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