11-26-2013 | Dream Fragments | Taking Some Shoes From A Store? | A Dog Show?

English: A man browsing the shoe department in...
English: A man browsing the shoe department in a shopping centre, with Kurt Geiger’s KG range on display. Français : Un homme de navigation le rayon des chaussures dans un centre commercial. Deutsch: Ein Mann Surfen im Schuh-Abteilung in ein Einkaufszentrum. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I slept pretty well last night and I woke up to use the bathroom several times remembering part of one or more dreams each time, but I only voice recorded one dream; and so I forgot all of my other dreams except for part of the dream that I voice recorded, and part of the end of my last dream.

Dream 1

I only remember part of the end of my first dream, the dream took place during the day in a fictional city that might have been in T, and I think that I was on vacation with my family; but I probably had my automobile, and so we probably drove in separate automobiles.

I remember driving through a nice downtown-like area where people could walk around window shopping at businesses with sidewalks connecting them all so that you could window shop, there were a few parking lots, and I remember going into a nice clothing/shoe-like store in a small mall-like/shopping center-like building that somewhat reminded me of J.C. Penny but nicer and more expensive maybe.

The store had a lot of unused space with the shoes being against the back wall, the cash register on the right side of the room in a corner, a few racks of clothing scattered around, and the rest of the store was empty; and strangely on the left side of the store there was an open door to a small gym that was not part of the store it seemed, and this gym seemed to be a multi-purpose space for sport/exercise/socializing/et cetera.

There were a few people socializing and maybe exercising in the gym and I went into the gym briefly but first I looked around the store, there was only one worker who was a thin slightly tall man with medium-to-dark brownish colored skin who always stayed behind the cash register, and then I went into the gym; but I can not remember what happened during this part of the dream.

Next, I remember leaving the gym and the store to meet with my family and they followed me in my automobile to the store and gym, and we looked around the store; but the gym was full of people (men and women) playing basketball and/or another sport, and so we did not go inside the gym but we did look from a distance.

At some point in the shoe section of the store there was a pair of whitish colored tennis shoes/running shoes with no price or security device, that might have been my shoes that I forgot at the store earlier but I am not sure, and I took the shoes as we were leaving the store; and I was not sure if they were mine or not or if they were for sell or not, I could not remember, and I wanted to ask the worker but I did not ask him for some unknown reason(s).

No security alarm went off when I left the store so that was good but I paused/stopped wondering if I should go back to ask the worker about whether the shoes were mine or not because I did not want to be accidentally stealing some shoes, but I woke up shortly after this.

Dream 2

I only barely remember part of the end of the second dream and so it does not make much sense, I just remember the dream taking place during the day in a fictional neighborhood, and I remember being with my family; and we had a neighbor or someone who lived in our neighborhood who was a thin somewhat older/late middle-aged man with whitish colored skin with short somewhat graying hair who was rich and who had recently gotten married again after one or more divorces to a somewhat older woman with whitish colored skin with short-to-medium curly whitish/grayish colored hair who was also rich, but he cared more about his pet dogs than his new wife.

The man and his new wife usually walked/sat/et cetera at a distance from each other but the man always kept his pet dogs close, and the man talked more with his dogs than his new wife; and I remember talking with the man and his new wife as we walked to what I thought was a dog show, my family was walking with us as well, and the dog show/whatever was in a field near our neighborhood that was basically a park for our neighborhood.

There were basketball goals and playground equipment around this field/park as well, but we sat in some benches in the park that were arranged for the dog show it seemed; and I remember the man talking and practicing with his dogs while ignoring his new wife, and everyone else.

The man and his new wife acted very upper-class/high-income and like they looked down on the  lower-classes/low-income like my family and I, so it was surprising that they even talked with us a bit (they were a bit cold/rude/mean, but at least they talked with us), and they always seemed worried about keeping up appearances/about what other people might be thinking about them/making sure that they looked/acted rich/et cetera.

The man and his new wife briefly and quietly argued about the man caring more about his pet dogs (at least two small breed dogs with medium length fur/coats, one a blackish color, and one a whitish/grayish color) than her but they stopped arguing to avoid other people noticing/seeing them arguing, they had to keep up appearances, and at some point as they were still waiting for the dog show I walked over toward the basketball courts; and I saw my uncle CE near the basketball courts with some other adults, young people, and kids.

I greeted them and at some point my uncle CE wanted me to teach/show a little kid how to do something and basically babysit the kid while he did something else, maybe how to play basketball or another sport, but I can not remember exactly; but I was not interested in babysitting, but I did want to help the kid.

My uncle CE kept trying to convince me until maybe I finally agreed but I am not sure if I did or not, and I woke up shortly after this.

The end,

-John Jr

By John Jr

Hello, I am John Jr, welcome.

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