I know that I remembered one or more dreams that I failed to record, I can not remember them, but there is a chance that one of them possibly involved me working at The BP Library.
I assume that I saw some of my coworkers, but that is all that I can remember of this assumed dream.
This dream took place during a gray day, and I was with my parents outside near a bridge that was high above a lake.
We saw a vehicle being driven by some of our family members across the bridge, but somehow it fell off the bridge into the lake below & sank.
We ran to the bridge, looking down, but we could not see the vehicle or any of our family members swimming back to the top of the lake.
We got worried as we waited for someone to surface.
After a brief scary moment of nothing, we suddenly started to see something moving at the bottom of the lake.
It was the vehicle, and somehow it was driving underwater until it reached land.
We ran down to the land below to check on our family members, and everyone was okay.
We brought them home, and they celebrated by throwing a party.
At the celebration / party, someone was drumming music on a large possibly African drum, and there was food to eat et cetera.
At some point I went to the bathroom to urinate, my dad was there, but I woke up shortly after greeting him.
- John Jr