Looking For A Bathroom In A Mall

In a mostly forgotten part of this dream, I was with some other people, and we went to a building where a young man I had helped earlier in another forgotten part of the dream worked as either a security guard or a person at the front desk / booth / station who handles the paperwork et cetera of who is allowed inside the building.

This building was a large multi-purpose mall-like building, the young man let us inside without us having to fill out any paperwork or pay et cetera, he pretended to do that since I had helped him earlier, and so we thanked him & we walked further inside; but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

The end of this dream took place during the evening or night, and my parents had a house right by a shopping mall that had a sidewalk with a row of houses along it.

I drove my parents to the parking lot along the sidewalk of their neighborhood, my mom went to their house while my dad went somewhere else, and I stayed in my automobile.

At some point I needed to urinate, I was not sure which house belonged to my parent’s, and so I walked inside the mall to find a bathroom.

I forgot to mention that in this dream, like in real life, I had recently cut my hair mostly bald.

I walked around the mall looking for the bathroom as people walked around shopping, and at some point I saw my female coworker JB & her daughter WB walking ahead of me.

I started walking in their direction, greeting them as they ran to a store on the right like they did not notice me, first I thought that they did not notice me because I was so far away, but I heard WB laughing as JB whispered something to them as they ran inside the store still not looking in my direction.

It seemed that JB was trying to avoid me & that WB was laughing about the situation as JB tried to whisper to her about why they were running & acting like they did not see or hear me, I could be wrong, but that is what it seemed like to me.

This saddened me a bit, I decided not to continue walking to that store to greet them if my assumption was correct about JB intentionally avoiding me, I could have been wrong in my assumptions, but I kept walking somewhat depressingly without bothering them.

While I was still walking, some men with mostly dark-color skin were walking behind me, I heard them start talking about my hair, and then one of them started touching my hair from behind while talking about the texture with the others as we were still walking.

I heard them talking about the sharp texture of my very short, recently cut hair, their conversation was positive & curious, but I woke up before or as I turned around to say something to them.

The end,

  • John Jr

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