A Concrete Sun Room | A Visit With My Grandfather CE | JB & Mr. CF

Dream 1

In this dream I was with some people in a building, and we were going to film some scenes for a movie; and the main actress of the film was with us, and my female coworker CR was with us too.

At some point a man walked over as we were trying to film the movie scenes, and he started to bother the main actress.

I told him to stop bothering her, and that he was not allowed to be on our set as we were filming; and I made him leave.

My female coworker CR was the janitor, and she was cleaning up around the area during this.

At some point we entered an interesting concrete sun room where rain water was dripping from outside the building from special openings in the ceiling, and the water fell into carved areas where it flowed like a river to several small pools.

The concrete sun room had a unique style, we took a break there, and it was a nice area to relax & enjoy the unique reflection of the limited outdoor light from some openings and / or small windows hidden up high as you watched & listened to the water flow.

That is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

In this dream I went to The E House, I can not remember if I expected it to still be abandoned or not, I want to assume that I did, and my grandfather CE was there alone.

I probably did not remember that he was supposed to be dead, and so I was probably not shocked to see him alive; but I could be wrong.

No other family members were there with him & I probably did not feel that any would show up, it possibly felt like he was very alone there like no one else had been there in a while, but I can not remember exactly.

I greeted him and I helped him with a few things by cleaning up some things around the house et cetera for him.

He seemed to be at the point where he could still cook for himself, but he needed help taking out the trash, et cetera.

He had cooked some food before I arrived, he offered some to me, I am not sure if I ate any or not or what it was, it was possibly beef stew, but I do remember putting it in a container & in the refrigerator & I washed the dishes.

I then sat in the living room with him as we talked, I can not remember if the TV was on or not too, I just know that it was pretty realistic & just a nice moment sitting there talking with my grandfather sometimes like in the final few years of his life when I would got check on him several times a week & help him with a few things.

He seemed somewhat at peace during the dream, I remember him smiling a little as we sat there talking, there may have been a bit of cloudiness that I felt in the dream & like maybe he felt it too; it is hard to describe, that feeling that you sometimes feel in a dream, and like in movies when someone talks with a ghost / spirit & they seem a little lost or confused or something.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that I went to work at The BP Library, and the next thing that I remember is being in a slightly fictional version of my parent’s living room with my female coworker JB & my coworker Mr. CF.

JB & Mr. CF were sitting on either an old couch that we used to have or a fictional couch where the fish tank should be, and I was sitting on the right side of the room farther from them.

JB & Mr. CF were doing most of the talking & mostly only looked at & focused each other barely ever glancing at me et cetera, I got to speak here & there, but I mostly listened as they enjoyed their conversation.

Even though they barely noticed me, I did enjoy the fact that they were enjoying their conversation, it was nice seeing them so relaxed & being themselves.

Their guards were completely down, they were talking like two friends in a place where they are comfortable relaxing after work, it was nice, even if I only got to barely join in here & there in their conversation, but I woke up.

The end,

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