All that I can remember of the first dream is riding during the day with most of my family in an automobile to a fictional city for maybe a family reunion for my mom’s side of the family, maybe everyone was going to stay at a hotel, and have the family reunion at a buffet restaurant; and I remember not wanting to go or be seen or talked to really (social anxiety disorder, shyness, et cetera), but I went anyway.
We parked across the street from the buffet at a small parking lot along the sidewalk as other family members slowly arrived, my family went inside while I stayed inside the automobile briefly to do something that I can not remember (maybe I changed clothes and/or I stalled to try to prepare myself because I did not want to be there and/or to be bothered), and then I went inside the buffet; and some of my family and family members were already inside eating/drinking/talking/having a good time, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The second last dream was interesting and confusing and my memory of it is messed up badly and my memory of it probably has errors so it will not make much sense, and the errors will probably ruin what really happened in the dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I possibly/probably was not myself and maybe I was an unknown man with whitish colored skin with short dark-colored hair but I am not sure, and this man/I would sometimes go to a metal storage building-like business in a field that was like a larger version of the storage buildings in my parent’s yard.
This business was like a combination of a thrift store and arcade and drink/food stand where people could buy random objects, food, drink, and play video games and games; and there was a somewhat older woman who worked there with whitish colored skin who wore a colorful bandana, and she looked like the stereotype of a gypsy (this word was possibly mentioned in the dream, but I can not remember).
*The dream gets too unclear, confusing, and probably error filled at this point; and so some of what I typed below is possibly incorrect because of my flawed memory of this dream, and will probably ruin trying to make sense of it.*
One day the man/I found somehow found out that his/my parent’s (who were a man and a woman who I have not seen before who had whitish colored skin, but that is all that I can remember about them) were not his real/biological parent’s, and that he was adopted; and this shocked/surprised him because he did not know this, and no one had told him this all these years.
At some point I remember him being at the business in the field and he found out that the woman working there was his mother, she told him a bit about her life and I think that she was from Romania (Romanian) maybe, and maybe another woman was there who was the owner who had whitish colored skin with medium-length yellowish-colored hair wearing a light-colored suit; and the man was happy to learn the truth and finally meet his real mother, the owner saw this, and she decided to tell him the real truth.
The owner told the man that she was his real mother and that she had told her worker to lie to him, she told him that she decided to tell him the truth once she saw how happy he was because she had expected him to be angry, and so that is why she had told her worker to lie and pretend to be his real mother; she probably apologized to her worker and thanked her and maybe sent her home for the day, it was close to closing time so all the customers were probably gone, but I can not remember.
The owner/his real mother reminded me of several characters that the actress Jessica Lange has played on the different seasons of the television series American Horror Story, and she told the man how she had given him away as a child because she did not want a child interfering with her life; and she was the type of person who was after fame, fortune, fun, et cetera and she was selfish/et cetera.
They had a very emotional conversation with crying, hugs, et cetera and the man forgave her and he was happy to finally meet her and to hear the truth; and he wanted to meet/spend time with her later after she finished closing her business for the day and got ready for their meeting, and so they were going to meet later and so he left until then.
His mother did not contact him or meet up with him so he returned to her business to see if she was there, the door was unlocked oddly so he went inside to find blood and that his mother had been murdered, and so he probably called the police; and he was possibly the last person to have seen her alive, and somehow the same thing continued to happen possibly without the dream repeating like he somehow had many versions of the same mother and her business.
I remember a constant cycle/loop/pattern of him going to his mothers business and she would be there and alive and maybe the same thing would happen, he would find her dead before their meeting, and this kept happening to each version/copy of his mother and her business that he would go to; and he started to wonder if he was the murderer and just could not remember, and he wondered how were there so many versions/copies of his mother and her business but that is all that I can remember and I woke up.
This is all too confusing and error filled and missing too many important parts of the dream to make much sense of it, and I was probably this man which made it even more confusing.