MT’s Restaurant | The Ghost Of Mr. FF

Lazy overview of my dreams:

Dream 1

In this dream, I went to a restaurant, a waitress with light-color skin there was rude to me, and she kept trying to get me to leave before I could even order my food.

My former male classmate MT walked over to see what was going on, I learned that he was the owner of this restaurant, I explained the situation to him, and he apologized to me.

Helping Dogs | Getting Slapped In The Back

I had more dreams and there was more to these dreams, but I have forgotten some of my dreams and some of the details of these dreams because I did not record my dreams after I had them.

Dream 1

The end of this dream took place during the day in a fictional version of the area past the train tracks when you drive past the post office in the city of D.

A Charles Manson-Like Man | My Former Classmate CW Apologizes

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I remembered more details of my dreams from last night that were pretty detailed, but I did not record most of them unfortunately.

Dream 1

There was more to this dream but my text note of this dream on my mobile phone was only about 5 words long, and so most of the dream is lost now.

The end of this dream took place during the day outside and inside at an area near a street in a neighborhood, there was a yard that slightly reminded me of the yard of The E House but it was not, and eventually I discovered a small prison next to it.

To my surprise a Charles Manson-like prisoner was being insecurely held in the prison with no guards it seemed, and he was possibly able to move between inside and outside the building so he possibly approached me as I stood in the yard.

The Charles Manson-like man spoke to me but I can not remember what he told me or what else happened other than me wondering where the guards were and he seemed a bit crazy and dangerous, my memory was pretty detailed about what happened, but I went back to sleep without properly recording it.

Dream 2

This dream is also unclear now unfortunately even though it was detailed and I had remembered more of it earlier.

This dream took place during the day, I am not sure if I got a telephone call from my mom telling me that someone was at The E House who wanted to talk to me or what happened, I just know that I went to a fictional version of The E House that has possibly been in a past dream.

This fictional version of The E House looks nothing like the real house, it is much larger and nicer, and it even has maybe an attic and maybe a basement and / or something like that; and this house has its own history and false memories that I knew and remembered so I was familiar and comfortable with it.

I remember walking through the main hallway that passes several rooms, one of the small rooms had some of my former classmates (like maybe my former male classmate DS) and one or more of my family members (like maybe my male cousin ME) hanging out in it, and next to their room was a large lobby / living room-like area that I entered.

In this room I saw a person sitting on a couch at the back of the room in the middle, and as I got closer I realized that it was my former female classmate CW who I used to like back in high school and eventually I even let her know but I was politely turned down (rejected).

I was surprised and happy to see her because I have not seen her since we graduated from high school, and she looked like she was the age that she would be now and her hair was a bit curly and she looked better than I had expected.

CW seemed to be waiting on me or just happened to be there, and she greeted me telling me that she wanted to tell me something.

She told me that she was wrong and she asked me if I would forgive her, and so I asked her what she was talking about and she explained that she had been wrong for rejecting me all those years ago.

She told me that over the years since then she has been in various relationships and marriages that have all failed, and here I was all these years later still single and that maybe this was possibly a sign that she should have gave me a chance all those years ago.

I told her that she had nothing to apologize for, that it was okay, and that I was sorry that her relationships had not worked out over the years.

She asked me if I would give her another chance and I said yes, she started to cry, and she gave me a hug.

I comforted her and we talked briefly, and I told her that I wanted to give her a tour of the house and tell her about some of its history and some of my memories of it.

She wanted us to do something else together, but she needed to leave to do something else first so she left.

I felt that I needed to brush my teeth because I did not want my breath to be stinky so I left to walk home to do that and then return quickly, and while I was walking my mom called me on my mobile phone telling me that maybe my uncle CE had a computer in the laundry building at The E House that he wanted me to fix.

No details were given about the computer so I told my mom that I would stop and maybe get it along the way home, and when I reached the laundry building it was locked and I was not sure if I had the key or not so I decided to worry about it later and I probably went home and brushed my teeth and I quickly returned to meet up with CW.

I was happy and excited and maybe slightly nervous because I was not sure what we were going to do, and I got back right before CW did.

CW entered the room looking sad, she asked me to have a seat with her on the couch, and she explained that whatever she had planned was cancelled and that she was sorry for getting my hopes up and for ending up rejecting me again.

She then told me that she was either recently divorced or was still getting divorced and that she had a boyfriend, and she apologized for not telling me this before.

I thanked her for telling the truth, and I tried to make her feel better by acting like everything was okay even though I probably felt a bit sad and I knew that the sadness would probably hit me later when no one else was around.

I did not want her to feel bad, I am not sure if she left first or if I did, I just know that I was happy that I at least got to see and talk to her again; but I was also starting to feel sad and depressive, and so it was starting to hit me already.

The situation was a bit messed up, having your hopes raised again after all these years after being apologized to and then crushed again, but that is the kind of luck I seem to have sometimes I thought to myself so I am somewhat used to it but it still hurts.

The end,

-John Jr

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