The end of this dream took place during the day, I heard about a new budget Kyocera mobile phone that was no more than $120, and I remember driving in the city of D past W Park and I drove to a fictional store near where O’Reilly Auto Parts should be.
I went inside the store and it seemed to be a small mobile phone / electronics store, I saw a short male employee who looked similar to the comedian Chris Kattan talking to a male customer with light-color skin, and further in the back was the owner or manager who looked similar to a younger version of Dr. Phillip Conner.
I walked around briefly until the male employee asked me if I needed help, I told him about the Kyocera mobile phone that I was looking for, and he showed me that they had it in the glass display case.
It cost over $200 even though it was supposed to only cost a maximum of $120 and it was a budget smartphone, there was no way that I was going to buy it at that price, and so I politely said that I might come back again one day to see what they have.
The owner or manager walked over and said something to me as I was leaving, basically trying to get me to consider buying it, but I politely listened to him and politely replied and said goodbye but I woke up.
The end of this dream took place during a nice day in the city of D, and I remember walking through a fictional neighborhood behind the neighborhood where the parent’s of my former male classmate DH live.
As I was walking I saw a female young woman or girl practicing kicking and maybe throwing a football with maybe her dad or older brother or someone like that, and she kicked the football over the trees and across a field to the neighborhood where the parents of my former classmate DH lives.
I took a shortcut to that street and I saw my former male schoolmate MS (who is the brother of my former male classmate SS) in the yard of the house to the right of the house where the parents of my former classmate DH live, and MS seemed to live there.
I greeted him, he then found a football in his yard, and then he went to kick it across the field before I could tell him that it probably belonged to the young woman or girl on the other street.
I told him after he kicked the football, I then noticed a basketball in his yard, and I asked him if he wanted to play some basketball or another sport and he chose basketball.
MS told me to walk to my former classmate DH’s house to ask if we could play basketball on his basketball goal, and so I started walking to the house of DH’s parents but MS told me that DH lived across the street in a fictional one-story house with a driveway and carport where the basketball goal was.
MS told me this when I was crossing a fictional carport with an automobile under it that was between his yard and the yard of DH’s parents, I was surprised to hear that DH had his own house across the street now, and then I started walking toward it.
While doing this I either daydreamed what I would say and what might happen and / or this really happened, I am not sure which, either way I remember walking across the street and knocking on the door or ringing the doorbell and DH answered the door looking surprised.
I greeted DH and I asked him if MS and someone else and I could play basketball on his basketball goal, and if he wanted to play some basketball too.
But I woke up.