One of my dreams involved a pig in some way or form, but I am not sure which dream and I can not remember any other details.
I had a variety of dreams but I can only remember barely part of 4 dreams, I did not record my dream or dreams that I had when I first woke up because I did not feel like taking out my anti-snoring device (I was being lazy), and so that dream or dreams are forgotten now.
This dream possibly involved a Mixed Martial Arts (MMA) fighting event or unofficial fighting event, and maybe I was one of the fighters but I am not sure; and that is all that I can remember.
This dream took place inside what seemed to be The E House and I was there with some children who were some of my cousins who were kids again oddly and maybe a few fictional cousins or some fictional friends of my cousins, and we spent most of the time in the bedroom by the family room and dinning room.
At some point my former uncle DE showed up, his daughter DE was one of my cousins who was there already, and he looked at me oddly like he thought that it was weird that I was alone with kids in a bedroom (the door was open).
It was slightly weird to me even though most of them were my cousins, I was only with them because I did not think that they should be alone, and so I waited for another adult to arrive so that they could babysit them because they were alone when I showed up.
I greeted my uncle DE and I said goodbye and I walked away, but he stopped me because he saw some orange oil-like stuff on the metal plate at the bottom of the door.
It looked like Africa’s Best Ultimate Herbal Oil oddly, I cleaned it, and then I said goodbye again but I woke up.
This dream involved a family (husband, wife, and four kids with maybe two boys and two girls or three boys and one girl) who were possibly in or from Thailand or the Philippines or somewhere, and they lived in on an upper floor of a structure that was like a small house one a roof.
The husband was possibly working for a mafia or gang or something to earn money for his family but I could be wrong, he did not want to, and he did not tell his family about this.
He returned home after a day of work as the kids were talking about him and asking their mother what kind of job does their father do, the mother replied that she does not know or want to know, but that he possibly worked for the mafia.
One of the sons was standing outside in the doorway and he asked his father this question as he walked in, the father did not answer, and the son saw the look on his face and assumed that it was true that his father worked for the mafia and then the son stood there in silence looking shocked.
I woke up shortly after this.
This dream took place during the day, I went to a fictional medical clinic that was in a small building on the top of a structure during a forgotten part of the dream, and at the end of the dream I returned there to officially sign-up at the clinic and schedule my next doctor’s appointment.
I was the only patient there and there were two nurses behind the desk, one with light-color skin and one with dark-color skin, and I told them why I was there and they had me start filling out some paperwork.
They then handed me several pages that were stapled together and they said that I had to pick a language retainer and sign the forms, and they said that I should read the pages which explains what this is et cetera.
I had no idea what a language retainer was, I told them that I had been there recently and now I wanted to sign-up and schedule an appointment and I had no idea what that was, they told me that I still had to do this and that everything was explained on the pages so I needed to read it and only then would they answer any questions that I had.
I sat down to read the pages, but I woke up.