I am not sure if this is one dream or two dreams, but I will type it as one.
This dream started during the day and me and some of my coworkers at The BP Library went on a work trip on a charter bus like we did on our work trip last month.
Our bus driver looked like or was the same older female bus driver with light-color skin with medium-length white / gray hair from that work trip.
After the work trip we were driven to a small one-story building on the left side of a highway that looked like the highway that goes to the city of M.
I guess this building was one of our smaller library branches or was a fictional version of our main library or something.
The bus driver went inside the building to talk to some of my coworkers while most of my coworkers started to leave.
My coworker Mr. JF asked the bus driver if he could use the charter bus to drive himself home, and she said yes.
I wondered how Mr. JF would get the charter bus back to her, so I decided to join him in case I needed to drive it back.
Mr. JF rolled his wheelchair to the elevator (lift) on the charter bus.
He got out of it to get on the elevator (lift), and to my surprise his futuristic-looking wheelchair folded itself and drove itself into the charter bus storage area that magically opened and closed for it on its own.
I was surprised and amazed by this, and I said so to Mr. JF as he was lifted into the bus, and then I got on the bus with him.
Mr. JF reversed the bus onto the highway in the wrong lane while driving backward waiting for a chance to pull into the correct lane, and there were two automobiles in that lane.
Once Mr. JF got into the correct lane he somehow turned the charter bus into a convertible whose top and sides were dangerously low.
He started driving dangerously fast down the highway and turning curves so fast that I fell out of the bus.
Mr. JF kept driving, magically my automobile was on the right side of the highway, so I got into it and I started driving trying to catch up with Mr. JF; but he was gone because he was driving so fast.
At some point it was evening when I drove past an area that looked like a fictional version of the area where the HD Head Start School should be.
Some of my former classmates and some other people were playing sports in a competition and people were standing and sitting around watching, I parked, and I walked over.
I wanted to join in the sports competition and I said so.
My former classmates said that they would try to let me on the team eventually, but I was not so sure that they were telling the truth; and I felt left out and abandoned somewhat.
I needed to urinate, so I went to use the bathroom in a men’s bathroom in a small one-story building to the right that was a sports field house for a school.
An old man with light-color skin with gray / white hair walked in as well, and he wanted to use the stall that I went to.
I heard him complain and walk away to find another stall.
The stall that I went to was tiny and there was a strange urinal in it.
There was no room to get comfortable as I stood trying to urinate, and as I urinated I heard background music playing in the bathroom that sounded familiar.
It was a jazz song that I can not remember by Chet Baker.
The old man started talking to me from across the bathroom saying that I probably did not know who that music was by.
I told him that I did, I told him what song it was and who it was by which surprised him, and he stopped acting as grouchy.
I walked out of the stall to wash my hands while talking to the old man about how I knew what the song was and who it was by.
Furthermore, I told him that I found out about music like this online, and how the internet made amazing things like that possible.
My coworker Mr. CF walked into the bathroom probably wearing his security guard uniform like he probably always does in my dreams.
In my dreams he is always a security guard like in real life, and he joined our conversation about older music and the internet.
Then our coworker and branch manager Mrs. PH entered the bathroom, which confused me even in the dream because this was the men’s bathroom, and she joined the conversation and changed the topic.
Then my female coworker TR entered the bathroom and joined the conversation, Mrs. PH mentioned that she had a quote written down somewhere in The BP Library that said something like: “Start a riot.” or something close to that.
Mrs. PH told us that if she ever dies or something that she wanted that quote posted and shared and that she wanted us to follow it, I was confused by this, and so I said so.
Mrs. PH told us that her quote did not mean to start a riot literally, that it meant something like: “To not let others always tell you what to think / believe / do / et cetera or something close to that, and that you should try to find our own path sometimes and resist those who try to control you or something close to that.”.
I told her that using the word riot would lead to a lot of confusion, me and TR said that we would take that literally, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the day at a fictional version of my parent’s house that seemed to be across the street from the field where my dad used to raise cows and a horse when I was a kid.
I was inside the house and my brother GC was probably in the living room.
After talking with my brother GC, I went to another room, maybe a bathroom that had a window, and maybe I went to urinate.
I could see outside toward the street and field and the yard and part of the houses to the right side.
There was a bush or plant of some kind in front of the window, behind it, I saw a large brown unknown non-human animal, so I tried to get a closer look from the window.
At first, I thought that it was a huge bear, but as it got closer it looked like a strange unknown possibly thought to be extinct non-human animal.
I wondered what in the world was this large unknown weird-looking animal because I had never seen anything like it before in real life.
When it got even closer I saw that it was a very large cow-like animal with a lot of heads.
I yelled for my brother GC to come see this, and I ran back to the living room and I started telling him what I saw.
I wanted him to come to the window to see it himself, I had never seen anything like this, and never anything with so many heads, but I woke up.
- John Jr