All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved older out-of-shape & overweight & obese people complaining & talking about wanting to protest as they sat and / or stood near various objects inside maybe a house; but they never did leave to go protest, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
In this dream I was at work at The BP Library in the computer lab when a patron named Mr. J, who was on a computer, told me that he got my emails.
I asked him what emails, he showed me, and I let him know that I did not send him any emails & that those emails were from another man named John.
This other John was named John Robertson according to the name in one of the emails that he sent to Mr. J, he was possibly a member of a far-right group like The Proud Boys et cetera, and then I added my email address to Mr. J’s address book along with my name so that he would not confuse me with whoever John Robertson is; and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the day, maybe the morning, at a fictional college in another city.
In this dream I had some fictional friends and / or former classmates who went to this college, I was staying with them temporarily at their college dorm, the semester was ending, and so they were leaving until next semester I assume; at least two of them were men and at least one of them was a woman, and maybe there was one other woman.
They were probably almost done moving their stuff out as we talked et cetera, I was leaving too of course, and as I was leaving the dorm room I got a cellphone call from my mom.
My mom incorrectly assumed that I had went to college this semester, I told her that I had only been temporarily staying at the dorm of my friends without attending college myself, and then she told me that I should sign up for college for the next semester; but I told her that was not likely.
I then stopped as I wondered why did I not attend college while I was staying briefly at the dorm, it suddenly seemed strange that I would be staying there possibly against the rules, and going back to college made sense because I never did finish college past the sophomore level & so this was my chance to finish college finally with at least an associate degree or something.
As I thought about this I started to question things more, and I started trying to think about possibly considering attending college the next semester; and doing so started to make more sense, but I woke up.