Spanish And Language Learning | Classes In A College / Store / Library

I had more dreams that I remembered but I did not record them before going back to sleep each time, and so now I only remember part of two dreams.

Dream 1

This dream was possibly inspired by me switching from studying Esperanto back to French on Duolingo last night after my second dream in my post Pauline Croze Has Two Daughters? inspired me to get back into learning French again.

This dream took place inside a building that I was in with some other people who were talking mostly about the Spanish language and language learning.

One thing that they talked about was learning / forming accents and pronouncing words during the language learning process, how some mimic, some exaggerate, and some treat it like acting like playing a character et cetera.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream took place inside a college / store / library building where I was a college student / probably still worked at The BP Library, and some of my former classmates and some of my coworkers were there among the other students and people in the building.

The parts of the dream that I remember took place on the far right side of the building that had classrooms, bathrooms, lockers, and more on the right side of the aisle / hallway with maybe more store-like areas on the left side.

I possibly went to a class in a classroom, my coworker Mrs. M was probably there, and after class we probably talked and joked briefly before going our separate ways to reach our next classes.

My next class was in a classroom / library-like room where our Branch Manager Mrs. PH and maybe my Supervisor Mrs. JM were in charge of the library / were possibly our professors, but I can not remember but I do know that they seemed to be in charge of this area.

I sat at a desk on the right side of the room near my former male classmate JS who was in front of me, and to my left further away was my female coworker JB sitting in or near an area like the new adult book section at The BP Library.

During the class we tried to talk quietly, Mrs. PH and who ever else was in charge probably got mad at us several times and interrupted us, and so our conversations were often short and never finished and sometimes we could not understand what each other were saying because of the distance and us trying to talk quietly.

I mostly talked with JB about maybe the book 11/22/63 that she recommended and that I am currently reading, and we probably talked about some of our favorite things.

At the end of class JB turned in JS’s and my direction with a seductive look and started crawling seductively in our direction, I froze in place feeling various conflicting emotions while trying to figure out if she was joking and what was going on and if this was directed at JS or me or both of us, and then she stopped in front of JS (who was in front of me) and she started laughing because she was just teasing / joking to see what JS’s reaction would be I assume and I guess she laughed at his reaction (he was in front of me so I could not see his reaction).

She stood up after her joke and we then said goodbye and went our separate ways to our next classes, I needed to urinate so I walked around the hall trying to find the men’s bathroom, but I only found the women’s bathroom and a unisex bathroom and some lockers and other rooms.

I saw my coworker Mrs. M again and we said another joke to each other after I told her that I was trying to find the men’s bathroom, and then we went our separate ways.

Time was running out until my next class and I still had not found the bathroom yet, but I woke up in the real world needing to use the bathroom because I drank / drunk a lot of water before sleeping because I may have a bladder infection from possibly some contaminated food.

The end,

-John Jr

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