Olivia Benson’s Badge Gets Stolen

All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point in the dream that I was in a multi-story multi-purpose building on the first floor, which was probably a shopping mall, and at some point I remember being with my former male classmate DH who was possibly working as a police officer; and maybe I helped him deal with some threats in the mall, then I remember us talking, and then I left to an upper floor alone.

The next part of the dream took place inside a classroom on an upper floor that was a college or school, I was a student in a class with other students, and I remember sitting at a table with some other students; and a female student started speaking to the other students at our table in another language that no one else knew or understood, and so I listened trying to figure out what language she was speaking.

I quickly realized that she was probably speaking French, she was using many words that I did not know in an unusual accent so I did not recognize the language at first, and so I asked her in French if she knew/spoke French; and she responded in French that she did, and she asked me if I knew/spoke French so I told her in French that I only knew/spoke a bit of French.

She then asked me a question that left me struggling to respond to in French but eventually I slowly started to improve with my responses in French, she did not seem impressed though, and we briefly spoke in French until she left at some point; which was disappointing because I wanted to practice my French skills some more, and I assume that our female teacher started teaching.

The next part of the dream took place during an interruption in the dream that I was either watching on a screen or it interrupted the entire dream like a daydream or a dream within a dream that you are watching without being in it, this interruption was like a fictional episode of the television series Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, but it was probably a fake version of the show and characters but it was probably almost the same or possibly the same.

Olivia Benson or a fake version of her was in trouble with her boss over something and she had just been suspended over it, she claimed to have done nothing wrong, and so Olivia and her partner were arguing with their boss in his office about this; and Olivia said that someone had stolen her badge, and their argument got interrupted by another police officer who said that they found Olivia’s badge and a man who had stolen it.

They said that the man had gone around pretending to be Olivia, he would stop people claiming to be a police officer, and so it was him going around doing illegal things and not Olivia; and so Olivia’s boss removed her suspension, and they walked away to question the man and to start investigating how he stole her badge and to find how many crimes he committed and how many victims were there; and then this interruption ended.

The last part of the dream took place during the night in a fictional version of my parent’s house, which was possibly connected to or in the multi-purpose building, and I remember seeing an unknown woman with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair in my parent’s house who I assumed was either a family member of someone my parent’s knew so I greeted her.

Later I remember my parent’s telling me that the woman was from Mexico (Mexican) where she was somewhat famous and she had her own Spanish language television program, and that her focus was on helping women with various issues; and at some point I went outside to walk in the yard by the back door, and this woman was leaving the yard to walk toward E Manor.

The woman walked by me and she stopped to ask how I was doing and maybe what I was doing, I told her that I was doing okay and that I was walking for exercise/free air/to think/to daydream/and more, and maybe I mentioned something about me trying to finish college and get a job; and she probably gave a quick word of advice and encouragement before saying goodbye and walking away, and I woke up after this.

The end,

-John Jr

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