The French Inspired City
I remembered part of two dreams several days ago, but was unable to write them down due to computer problems so now I am going to type what I remembered.
The first dream started with me being in D somewhere near BB on Eastside, and a small race was about to begin with some people I went to school with like DH, PF, and CH.
I was not sure how long the race was or even the proper route, so when the race started I just followed the others, and the race seemed to be headed toward the road that led to LC.
I started the race slow because I was confident that I had more endurance than the others, so I decided to jog at a slower pace because I felt that eventually they would get tired and slow down more than me.
At one point in the race the leaders of the race turned a corner and they were ahead of me, so when I turned the corner I did not see any one them, because there had been trees in my way.
At that point I had no idea where to run and stood there trying to figure out what to do, but then the dream switched to another place.
I was in a downtown area of a city that appeared to be in L, but it had a French style/feeling to it, well at least that was what I thought/felt.
It seemed that not many automobiles came through this area, so most people seemed to be walking around; there was a road but the main road for automobiles appeared to be on the outskirts of this area.
The road and sidewalks seem to be more like old stones, and the area felt somewhat old but sturdy; the area looked a bit run down but not too bad.
There were little stores that you could walk by or go inside, and there probably were a few outdoor stores.
I walked into a small restaurant/bar/café and sat down.
There was a woman behind the counter working and a man sitting down at a table putting computers together; the place felt more like the little café place that Amélie worked in the film, but it was smaller & did not look as good.
The woman was cleaning cups and talking to a customer while the man was building very cheap computers, everything was nice and comfortable and I remember thinking that I would like to have a job like that man had in a nice quiet place like this.
I also remember thinking about how many other cities in L and in the rest of the USA had French inspired cities, but then I woke up.
The Family Business
I barely can remember this dream, but I do remember being in a small building with a tall odd-looking roof.
The building was like a small house with a tall roof, but I think the building was a family owned restaurant or a business.
The roof was very tall for a building this small and I remember looking at the ceiling from the inside of the building as I asked the owners about the history of this building.
I can not remember anything they said, but I think the two main owners were an older wife & husband.
Their family had owned that building for many years, and I think they were going to help me with something; I am not sure what they were going to help me with but my guess is either help getting a job, learning French, a place to stay, or learning to play a musical instrument.
The next thing I remember is days later in the dream I went back to see the owners, but the husband had died and a funeral was going on.
I decided to go inside and somehow show my support for the family, since they had or were going to help me with something, and I felt they needed some support.
Many people seemed to have brought gifts and each would say something to the wife as they entered the building for the funeral, but I had no gift and did not know what to say.
So when it was my turn to say something to the wife, I just gave her a kiss on both cheeks and nodded my head as a gesture of understanding; the kiss was like the French greeting which I am not sure what it is called, where both people kiss the other person on opposite cheeks.
I have never done this in real life and actually find in very uncomfortable, and even in the dream I was surprised but it just felt like the right thing to do for that situation.
I felt like a member of the family or at least a close friend at that point, even though I barely knew them.
After the funeral a bunch of police officers came from out of nowhere and arrested the wife & a male family member for unclear reasons.
They said that the family was running an illegal business, my guess is a mafia type business, but they had no proof.
The wife and the male family member said that was not true, but the police did not believe them so the wife was sentenced to 20 years in jail for unclear reasons with no proof and the male family member was sentenced to 50 years in jail.
It seemed they were doing this to send a message to the rest of the family or something, the sons & daughters of the wife were angry, and vowed to find a way to get them out of jail; but I woke up.
-John Jr 🙂