All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it was dark outside like either there was bad-looking weather like a storm was approaching and/or it was storming and/or it was evening or night, I remember a man with whitish-color skin, and I remember seeing a lit up city in the distance with modern tall multi-story buildings with many windows; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was talking with my aunt JE, I am not sure what we were talking about, but I do know that she was doing most of the talking and that she was acting like she was so smart and knowledgeable about whatever topic or topics we were talking about like she was lecturing me and/or talking down to me and/or something like that; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a fictional one-story house where I seemed to live with all of my family except for my brother CC and his family, and it was possibly somewhat dark outside like bad-looking weather like a storm was on its way and/or it was evening or early night.
I was relaxed and I did not feel like doing much or being bothered by anyone except by my direct family (parent’s, siblings, et cetera) so I was probably playing video games and using a computer and maybe watching some television alone and with some of my family.
At some point my mom got a call that some of our family members from her side of the family from T were about to arrive at our house for a visit because they were in town visiting, and they were almost to our house.
This annoyed me because I did not feel like being bothered so I started trying to quickly finish what I was doing so that I could go in another room to avoid them, but then they arrived at the front door so I quickly went to another room as my mom was letting them inside the house.
Basically I was hiding in another room to avoid them, and some of the family members from T who arrived to visit included: my aunt DE, my uncle EE, my cousin EE and his family, and my cousin ME and his family.
At some point my family members and my family probably needed help with a video game console or computer or something, and so I left out of hiding to help them.
I then started talking with them and maybe we started playing some video games, and then my mood started to change from annoyed to positive probably as we started to have some fun; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is being inside a building and I found a small room that was somewhat like an emptier version of the shelving room from my shelver job at The BP Library, and my coworker Mrs. DT was sitting at a desk like her work desk in real life and maybe she had a male employee of hers in the room who worked with her but I can not remember.
My coworker Mrs. DT told me that she had started a small business selling custom (customized) Casio watches from this small room; which was possibly also the room that she worked in on her normal job, but I am not sure.
If she had a male employee, he probably walked out of the room at this point, and then my coworker Mrs. DT told me the story of how she started this small business selling custom Casio watches.
She said that he or someone she knew had a Casio watch that they wanted to customize in some way, I can not remember how they wanted it customized but it was something very minor and easy to do, and so she called Casio to ask them about how to do this.
Casio told her that it was possible and that she would have to pay $1, this would authorize her to be able to customize Casio watches, and maybe she could send them the watch and they would apply the customization and/or she could buy the supplies that she needs from them and do it herself as long as she pays the $1 fee that gives her authorization to customize Casio watches; but I am not sure if this $1 fee was a one-time fee or a monthly fee or a per item fee.
My coworker Mrs. DT paid the $1 fee, sent Casio the watch to be customized, and she ordered supplies so that she could customize Casio watches herself.
Slowly people started paying her to customize Casio watches for them and/or for her to send them to Casio to be customized, and she turned it into a small business and maybe eventually hired the male employee to help with this.
After telling her story my coworker Mrs. DT then showed me her supplies, and started to give me an overview of the process.
After talking I congratulated her and I wished her well, and then I said goodbye and I left.
As I was walking down a hallway in the building I took out my mobile phone to look at the news app to check out the news, and on the front page of the news app I saw a very close up image of the face of my former male classmate DH.
His face looked a bit strange and the image was zoomed in so close to his face that you could not see all of his face, it was possibly the side of his face, but I am not sure.
On the top maybe right corner of the image in small letters I saw the words: Now Live with maybe a red circle symbol next to it, and in big letters at the bottom of the image I saw the words Trump TV.
I assumed that this was for a live radio show and/or television show and/or podcast and/or live stream called Trump TV and/or that the station or channel was called Trump TV, and that my former classmate DH was probably the guest or guest caller on this live show.
I had never heard of Trump TV before and so I was interested to see why the face of my former classmate DH was the main image for this news article, I assumed that my former classmate DH was going to be sharing his thoughts on The President Of The United States Donald Trump, and why he voted for him and about how other people treated him for voting for Donald Trump.
I assumed that they picked my former classmate DH because he is a police officer, soldier, former American football player, martial artist (black belt), college graduate, father, et cetera.
But I woke up as I was trying to tap on the news article so that I could watch and listen to the live Trump TV program.