This dream was inspired by part of a story that I heard on a Christian radio station last night that my mom was listening to that was about a woman whose husband cheated on her and did not have any interest in saving their marriage, but the woman did not divorce him, and she fought to save the marriage until eventually her husband decided that he wanted to save their marriage too.
This dream involved a woman with dark-light or light-medium color skin who possibly could speak Spanish who had a husband and maybe a young daughter and son, and her husband cheated on her with another woman.
I am not sure if this is just one transitioning dream or several dreams so I will type it as one dream, I only barely remembered part of the first two parts of this dream thanks to me thinking about my dreams to voice record them before getting out of bed to use the bathroom and then voice record my dreams, but unfortunately my favorite part of the dream (the first part of the dream) is too unclear to properly type accurately so expect errors and missing details and confusion; and I think that it was partly inspired by some Pauline Croze videos on YouTube that I watched last night before going to sleep as I was trying to decide if I should replace the video at the end of my About page or not or any other videos on that page (I looked through some Inception and Luther videos as well).
All that I can remember of the dream is being inside a windowless hotel-like room with whitish/grayish colored carpet/walls/ceiling, there was a woman who either was Pauline Croze or there was a woman who reminded me of Pauline Croze or Pauline Croze and another woman were in the dream at different points in the dream and/or some of Pauline Croze’s music was in the dream, either way there was a woman with whitish colored skin who I wanted to build a relationship with or to at least be close to physically/mentally/emotionally/socially/et cetera and it was not about sex and there was no sex or nudity in the dream.
Instead of sex or lust or any of that it was about simple human connection/relationship/et cetera, like having someone to hug/cuddle/make physical contact with and to not have to sleep alone in bed and having some one to talk to and having someone to listen et cetera, and so I was not even worried about or thinking about sex during the dream; it was all about the simple human need to be close to someone on those various levels that I mentioned earlier, and I assume that was something that I was missing in my life and I was hoping to fill that need.
Unfortunately I can not remember most of the dream but I do know that I had some nice moments with the woman during the dream in my room over several different days, we talked and made physical contact and even slept in the same bed sometimes (no sex), and we seemed to be building a relationship; but something happened that I can not remember where I learned that I guess that she only liked me as a friend, so I guess I got rejected, but I still enjoyed the time that we had spent together and even though I was a bit disappointed with not being able to build our relationship any further I was okay with things staying the way that they were even though it seemed to send mixed signals about our relationship.
The dream seemed to be taking place during the time period that Mad Men takes place (so the visuals and clothing styles fit that time period, I was somehow seeing this all, and it felt a bit like being in the film Rear Window) and there was a Don Draper-like man with whitish colored skin with light-to-medium colored hair who was always wearing a suit who was living on the upper floor of this apartment building with his wife who had whitish colored skin and who seemed to be older than him and not very attractive, and it seemed that he was not very attracted to his wife and that he was getting bored of her; and so he started staying out late at bars/restaurants.
His wife would get angry at him and nag at him when he would return late at night, she assumed that he was committing adultery/cheating on her, but surprisingly he was not cheating on her yet which was surprising; and this caused huge problems in their marriage and they started to distance themselves from each other, after constantly being nagged by his wife and accused of adultery each night, the Don Draper-like man decided to actually start committing adultery.
During his late nights at bars/restaurants he started meeting various women and committing adultery, at some point he no longer cared to try to hide it, and one late night he brought home a woman who lived in their apartment building who somewhat reminded me of Miss Lonelyhearts from the film Rear Window; and his wife confronted both of them, they lied and denied committing adultery, but it was obvious and the wife did not believe them; but the Don Draper-like man no longer cared what his wife thought and he told her so, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
The next part of the dream involved me talking with my mom or parents’ inside a house, she/they told me that my brother GC had a job working at a store, and so I went to the store to shop and visit him; and the store was in a quiet shopping center near a pier-like area with wooden walkways, and his manager and one of the other workers were two women with dark-brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair.
I greeted my brother GC, his manager, his other co-worker, and we briefly talked and I learned a bit about what kind of work they had my brother GC doing; and it seemed like a nice quiet job that he could handle, and that even I could handle so I was happy for him and probably wondering if they had another job opening but I did not mention this.
I did not see any other shoppers around which was nice, the manager mentioned that they were having problems with a water leak in the building but that they were not sure where it was coming from, I told them that I could try to help see if I could find the leak; and they asked me how much would I charge to do this, I told them that I did not know how to do plumbing really but that I would see if I could help, and that I would give them a price estimate if it was something that I could help fix.
I started looking around for the leak and I found at least one place where it was clearly leaking but I did not know how to fix it, I told the manager that my dad did plumping work (among many other types of work) and that I would call him to see if he could fix it, and so I called my dad and he arrived to try to fix the leak.
I remember my dad repairing the leak by setting up a fire hydrant-like object on the location of the leak, but we found out that there were more leaks to be fixed and so my dad started searching for those leaks; and then I went to get something to eat while he did that, and I was going to return and help him after I eat first.
I walked along the wooden walkways to a small restaurant with a concession-like stand, I bought a sandwich and something else that I can not remember, and they cut my sandwich into several pieces for me; and then I went outside and I saw a fictional male celebrity and his celebrity wife and their child or children who all had whitish colored skin, and Martin Thomas from Double Toasted.
The wife and kid(s) were near the wooden walkway, the husband was on the walkway, and Martin was about to enter the restaurant that I was walking out of so that he could get them all some food; and so I decided to give my sandwich to Martin so that they could share it since it was already cut into pieces, but Martin needed to break it into at least two more pieces so that everyone could get some.
Martin thanked me and we briefly talked, I told him that I recognized the husband and wife as celebrities, and Martin told me to go tell them what was going on as he broke two more pieces of the sandwich; and so I walked over to the husband to greet him, I told him about the sandwich situation, and how I knew who him and his wife were and we briefly talked.
He introduced me to his wife and kid(s) and we briefly talked, and then we said goodbye as Martin was bringing them their pieces of the sandwich and as I was leaving to go back to help my dad fix the leaks; but I woke up.
My sleep and dreams got interrupted at least four times last night with the first interruption happening because of some reason that I can not remember and I needed to use the bathroom, the second time I woke up hot and it seemed that my stomach was battling/digesting something that I ate last night, the third time I got too cold because I had pulled down my comforter earlier when I got too hot, and the fourth time my right arm was going numb because I was sleeping on it or something like that; and I only voice recorded part of the end of one dream, and so I forgot most of my dreams except for part of several dreams.
The end of this dream involved me playing and/or being inside the video game The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and some things from the video game were also in the dream world even when I was not playing or was not inside the video game, and I remember having two Dremoradead thralls as followers/bodyguards/summons in the video game and in the dream world; and I gave advice to and was training several other people on how to be able to get their own Dremora dead thralls as well, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it started during the day at a fictional college and I got a job with the student newspaper of the college, to my surprise the student newspaper was led by my former male classmate DS, and the student newspaper headquarters was inside its own classroom that had several windows where you could see outside; and on my first day of work I remember my former classmate DS telling us about several different work assignments that we had to choose from for the day.
I knew nothing about being a journalist or working at a student newspaper so I did not really understand things so I just let my former classmate DS pick one of the work assignments for me and I started trying to complete it, but at some point I realized that the work assignment was probably not a good one for me; and so I asked my former classmate DS if I could switch to another work assignment, we had a deadline, and we did not have much time left but he let me switch work assignments but he warned me that I needed to hurry.
A male coworker of mine and I left to complete our work assignments and I remember us driving or riding around the city trying to complete whatever our work assignments were, the city looked like a slightly fictional version of the city of D, and I remember us driving up a nicer and fictional version of the road that leads to downtown past the court-house but further down the road before you even get to the four-way; and we saw many people outside a church like a funeral was going on, and we saw an electronic sign on the church that showed a photograph of a male pastor of the church who had whitish colored skin with brownish colored hair who had died so it was his funeral.
My coworker stopped driving because he felt that this was going to lead to a good story, he told me that there had been rumors that the pastor and/or his wife were committing adultery so there was an adultery scandal, and so this was his chance to announce the death of the pastor in the student newspaper and he hoped to find a bigger story to write about involving the alleged scandal; I did not think that it was a good idea to stop and bother people at a funeral, and I said so but he did not listen to me.
Outside the church we saw the pastor’s wife, who had whitish colored skin with dark-brownish or blackish colored hair, looking like she was pretending to be sad and my coworker went to interview her; and I decided to follow him because I felt that the wife was faking, and something did not seem right to me.
Surprisingly the wife let my coworker interview her, she definitely seemed to be faking at first, and when she was asked about the adultery scandal she seemed to be lying and she even smiled a few times and she seemed happy that her husband was dead and like she was proud that no one suspected that she might have murdered him; and I felt that she and/or her husband had probably both been cheating on each other, that she and/or the person that she was cheating with murdered her husband and made it look like natural causes, and that this was done for the money and so that she and/or the person that she had been cheating with could run the church and make even more money.
The interview was brief because they were probably about to leave to bury the husband’s body, my coworker and I started to walk back to our vehicle, and I remember telling him about my suspicions and that I now felt that there was a bigger story involving the adultery scandal and now possibly a murder; and so more investigating was needed, but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place at a college, possibly the same college from the second dream, and I was at my dorm room and dorm suite but all of my suite-mates were gone somewhere; and at some point either before or right after I took a bath in our shared bathroom, a strange young man with dark-brownish colored skin with blackish colored curly/jheri curled hair approached me either inside the bathroom or somewhere else in our suite, and he started talking to me.
This young man was a strange young man who I had seen before earlier in the dream at the college, it seemed that he was a student but I started to suspect that he was actually homeless and was pretending to be a student, and so it was possible that he was going to classes and getting food and using the bathrooms for free by pretending to be a student; but I was not sure, either way he acted and talked very strange, and he reminded me of a strange character that Key & Peele might play/create.
After my brief conversation with the strange young man I went back to my dorm room, at some point my suite-mates returned to find a nasty/terrible scene inside our bathroom, and they told me what they saw and I went to the bathroom to see it myself; and it was disgusting, our bathroom went from looking clean, to looking like a horror movie scene and crime scene.
There was feces, urine, semen, et cetera around the bathroom and someone had trashed our bathroom; and my first suspect was the strange young man who was the last and only other person I saw earlier, and it seemed that whoever had done this had also left a hidden message hidden within the mess but that was my guess.
We probably called the college campus police and they came to see it, collect evidence, interview us, and get some people to clean up the mess and repair the damages.
I remember trying to do my own investigation, I wondered if more people could have been involved and if they were targeting us for some reason, and I worried that this was only the start and that we were possibly in danger; and I also was curious about the strange young man and whether he was really a student or not, but I woke up.