All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it possibly started during the night, but I am not sure.
I was inside my parent’s house and something happened that I can not remember, and my dad went over to The G House because maybe my male cousin DE needed help with something so I walked outside to see what was going on.
I saw the kitchen light on inside The G House, the kitchen possibly looked larger and/or was combined with a dining room or another room, and my cousin DE was sitting in this other room or on the left side of the room as my dad was using a portable pressure washer-like device to spray part of the kitchen with water like maybe my cousin DE had made a nasty mess with something that needed to be cleaned like this or something like that.
I started walking over to The G House, I could smell a bit of bleach in the air, and I saw that the pressure washer-like device had a container/canister-like thing attached to it where maybe the bleach was stored.
Before I could enter The G House my dad probably left to return to our yard and I remember him saying that he had just cleaned up a nasty mess that my cousin DE had made, and we were interrupted by a maybe brown full-sized extended cab truck drove into our yard near where the clothes line used to be and an unknown thin tall young man with whitish-colored skin with maybe short yellow hair got out.
I think that this fictional young man was in another dream or another part of this dream from last night, one of the forgotten dreams or forgotten parts of this dream, and so I recognized him and/or someone else in this dream and I assumed that maybe he knew my brothers TD and KD from school and/or American football.
I remember the young man greeting us and telling my dad that he had brought another cartridge for his pressure washer-like device, and he showed my dad how to put in a new cartridge.
He also had a special strap that attached to the heel of your shoe to help stop the cord of the pressure washer-like device from tripping you and/or getting tangled on things, and he showed us how to use it.
The young man then reminded my dad about a meeting that was about to take place for a group that he was part of, maybe my dad was a member as well, and members had to pay a membership fee and they would have meetings and eat food sometimes.
Maybe we paid our membership fee and then we went to the meeting, it was day now, and the meeting was inside maybe a house.
I remember a room with rectangular tables set up with some kids and adults there, it felt like everyone was important like we all were high-level members (even the kids, it felt like we were all equals, and like each person was a board member or something like that), and one person was chosen to led the meeting.
The food was on one or more tables on maybe the left side of the room, at the meeting tables were several digital picture frame-like devices for the members who were not able to make it to the meeting in person, and they would use these device to attend the meeting virtually like a video chat.
A kid with whitish-colored skin was leading the meeting, I assumed that this kid was possibly a boy and this kid looked over-fat with man breasts wearing a mostly white T-shirt, and this kid had sloppy posture and body language and was sitting leaning so sloppily in the chair at the head of the table that you could not see this kid well enough to see most of this kid’s body except for the man breasts and part of the face making it hard to tell if this was a boy or a girl.
The digital picture frame-like devices were turned on for a few seconds to check if the virtual attendees were present and ready for the meeting because it was about to start, all but two were present so they turned those two devices off after waiting only a few seconds for them to respond.
This was a relaxed meeting environment, it seemed that this group would probably meet at least once a month to have short meetings and eat, and eating and having a good time is what they cared about most.
The kid started the meeting sloppily and lazily like the kid did not care, I remember the kid staring the meeting by asking something like: “What determines whether urine is produced or feces?”.
We were confused by this question and no one knew the answer, there was an awkward pause, and then I remember saying that was a good question.
The kid then farted, there was maybe some awkward laughter, and a few other things were quickly said and the kid called an end to the meeting because most people just wanted to eat and have fun.
The kid said that maybe there was a plate made for everyone already, and the kid then got up to help get the plates to everyone.
Either the kid magically changed or I was looking at the wrong person, either way the kid no longer looked like a boy or over-fat or sloppy, and the kid now looked like a girl with short yellow hair with whitish-colored skin wearing a skirt and maybe a long-sleeve shirt which looked nicer than the clothes from earlier and she had large breasts for someone her age which was weird and I remembered hearing that more kids these days are going through puberty faster so I assumed that maybe she had went through very earlier puberty.
This seemed strange to me but I assumed that when she was sitting down earlier that maybe she had only looked over-fat because of the large breasts which I had assumed to be man breasts of an over-fat boy, and I assumed that the way that she was sitting made her look different and more like a boy.
Me trying to rationalize this change caused me to over-look this possible sudden change of a dream character, and so I did not realize that this was a dream or acknowledge the possibility that this dream character was a boy who looked and acted different but magically changed when he got up from the table.
The now girl dream character had better posture and everything and acted more like I would expect the leader of the meeting to act, and she walked to the food table(s) to start helping get the food plates to everyone.
The mood was relaxed and people were happy and ready to eat, there was talking, and rushing to get food so this distracted me from thinking about the dream character changing like that.
But then I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
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