My former male classmate SS and I are in the Olympics, I competed in a long distance race on a track near as small shopping center, and some of my coworkers from The BP Library were in the crowd (I am not sure if some of them competed too or not).
My team & I won a gold medal without me realizing this until SS told me as we were walking away from the event.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it seemed to involve a WWE professional wrestling event from maybe 2005 or older, and I was there, I think.
There were a variety of professional wrestlers in this event, most of which are retired now-a-days, so it was cool to see them wrestling again, and one of the wrestlers that I remember seeing there was Ric Flair who was younger of course.
I forgot about this song, it was probably one of the best songs on the 50 Cent music album Get Rich Or Die Tryin’ that I probably got from my former male classmate JC’s music collection years ago back at MS University, I possibly had the censored version back then because the lyrics are usually my problem with songs like this; I would like to hear a clean more positive freestyle to this beat.
This part of the dream took place inside a fictional building in the shopping center by W Park in the city of D, and I was talking to my male cousin ME.
I asked him this question: “Would you rather have strangers as bodyguards / security (whether current professionals or strangers hired and trained for the role) or people you know and trust like family members / friends / coworkers / et cetera who will be trained for the role?”.
ME replied: “50 Cent had once been asked this question and said that he would rather have people he knew and trusted for that role, and so Me said that he would want the same; and that he would hire family / friends / et cetera who(m) he trust who would be trained for the role, and that he would get a certain coach (who I can not remember) to handle their physical training.”.
Another part of the dream involved my dad going around to several different locations, I saw him several times in the dream, and he kept talking about some problem(s) with his / our mobile phones (Nokia Lumia 635 (512 MB RAM version)) that needed to be fixed but I had no idea what he was talking about and was not aware of any problems other than the obvious (our phones are old, outdated, stuck on Windows Phone 8.1, have no LED flash, no front facing camera, only 512 MB of RAM).
At some point my dad said that he went to maybe an AT&T store, that a male employee there said that there was a fix (I assume a bug fix / update) for our phones, and that this employee downloaded and applied the fix for his phone which allegedly fixed whatever alleged problem my dad was talking about.
I was not so sure about all of this, there has been no updates for our phones in years and Microsoft and T-Mobile have long abandoned them, and so I was skeptical.
Another part of this dream possibly involved Mixed martial arts (MMA), but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream was related to the video game The Last Of Us, instead of a somewhat older adult escorting a young person who possibly held the key to a cure for The Cordyceps Brain Infection the roles were reversed, and a young woman and a young man with light-color skin were escorting a somewhat older man.
The man was possibly immune to the fungus and the young people were supposed to escort him to a certain location, they were not sure what would happen to him or if a cure would even be made, along the way they formed a bit of a relationship with him, and they were worried about what would happen to him but he was willing to sacrifice himself if a cure could be made.
I was possibly this man or I was him at some point, I was not myself, and me / this man were very similar to Joel.
The man / I were not used to being the one being protected and felt that it should be the other way around, he / I were worried for the safety of the two young people protecting him / me and the rest of humanity, and he / I were willing to die if he / I needed to be killed for a cure to be made from his / my body; and he / I tried to let the two young people know this, he / I thanked them for protecting us, and let them know that he / I cared about them and wanted them to live and have a happy future free of this post-apocalyptic dangerous fungus infected world.
It seemed that the end of our journey would be an emotional one and that one or more of us might die, we all feared this and dreaded the end of our journey, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.