I might have had a dream last night that was inspired by season four episodes 1 and 2 of the television show Homeland where Carrie Mathison has a baby but she does not really want the baby or to help raise it and she would rather continue working with the CIA in other countries than spend time with her baby, my dream might have involved a baby but I can not remember the dream, and all that I can remember is waking up with the Cinnamon Toast song on my mind from the old educational kids video series called Preschool Power!.
In the second dream I remember being on a computer trying to find information about a fictional new survival horror video game that probably reminded me of the Alien: Isolation video game that will be coming out soon, I found some information about it but no video or audio about the game, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The third dream took place during the day at a fictional medical and/or military and/or school and/or college complex with various buildings and catwalks/walkways, I was there with other people, and I think that I was trying to get some medical treatment and/or something else; but there was something wrong with my records so they were saying that I owed them over $400, and that maybe there were no records showing that I was accepted into the military.
I think that I was in the military now or I had signed up and been accepted and but they lost my military service records and/or they messed up my records, so I was going around talking to various people trying to fix this, and so I probably came across a group of military recruits and a military recruiter/soldier (who was a man with whitish colored skin with short yellowish colored hair who reminded me of the actor Bradley James) who I talked to and I talked to medical workers and I talked to office workers and workers who handled records et cetera.
At some point I had to find some records that I had to prove what I was saying was true, they accepted the records that I found and they apologized, and they removed the false amount of money they said that I owed; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The fourth/last dream took place inside a small fictional prison during a cloudy gray day that was located in maybe the city of D where McDonald’s should be or behind it, and there was a kind attractive female nurse or doctor with whitish colored skin with long reddish or organish colored hair who would check on each prisoner everyday to make sure that they were doing okay; and she would even give them hugs/handshakes/pat them on the shoulder/and other basic forms of physical contact because she knew how important that is for the average person’s social/mental/physical/emotional/et cetera health.
The prisoners nicknamed her Mother and they respected her greatly and they even helped protect her making sure that none of the other prisoners tried to harm her during her daily visits (maybe I was in the dream as her bodyguard as several prisoners helped me protect her, but I can not remember if I was in the dream or not), she was mostly safe because almost all the prisoners treated her like a mother figure, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.