I forgot all of my dreams from last night except for part of my last dream which took place during a nice day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, and I was riding in my dad’s automobile and he was driving.
We were driving to the automobile repair shop that is next to the recycling center down the road from one of the fire stations before you get to GA, my brother CC had given me a fictional portable / foldable silverish colored motorized scooter / kick scooter that he owned before probably leaving to start his active duty military service / tour, but it was not working and it needed some repairs.
The small quiet road to the automobile repair shop was up higher than the automobile repair shop like it was on a hill, my dad and I parked on the field on the right side of the road, and we walked inside the automobile repair shop as I carried the portable motorized scooter.
Inside were several workers with whitish colored skin including a woman and two or three young men, the woman knew my dad/us and even some of my family members from my mom’s side of the family, and the young men made fun of the portable motorized scooter that my brother CC gave me.
While the young men started checking the portable motorized scooter the woman showed me some photographs that she had of some of my family members from my mom’s side of the family like maybe my aunt RE and my cousin RE, and some other people who I did not know.
She told me some stories and information about how she knew some of my family members and about some of the times that my dad brought his automobile to their automobile repair shop to get fixed, but that is all that I can remember of this dream and I woke up at some point.
The end,
-John Jr
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