Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream is that during some point in the dream I heard the song Way Down by Rae Khalil playing:
At some point in the dream during the day, maybe after leaving an amusement park-like place, I went to a restaurant, my coworker / assistant director Ms. JM happened to be there sitting at one of the tables, and so I joined her.
All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point in the dream I was probably at a store with a woman who possibly was or reminded me of my former female classmate CW, and I think that we meet a man with whitish colored skin who the woman knew and who she was probably dating; and at some point we probably left outside somewhere else in the city during the evening or night.
I think that we were on bleachers in a field or park or recreational area, the woman and the man were busy with each other, and so I walked across the field to a river to skydive in and around the water; but I can not remember how I kept flying in the air each time after landing and swimming, either an aircraft or something else kept lifting me up when ever I was ready to skydive again, or I could briefly fly.
At some point we left to the business where the man worked, it was a brothel and he worked as a prostitute along with other men and women, and the brothel was owned by a man who somewhat reminded me of Hercule Poirot from Agatha Christie’s Poirot except that his personality and appearance were slightly different and he probably had no mustache.
The brothel was divided into three sections which were basically lower class (budget), middle class (average), and upper class (expensive) which each had different decorations and rules and costs for each section; and the Hercule Poirot-like man started walking us to maybe the middle class or upper class area where the man worked.
The woman was playing some music from her mobile phone or portable music player but the Poirot-like man said that type of music was not allowed in the section where we were going, he stopped to explain the rules to her, and I walked ahead to scout the area because I seemed to be there to make sure that the woman was safe and that she would return home safely; and I was a bit suspicious of this place and the owner, and I assumed that he had hidden cameras around the building watching everyone.
I entered the section where the man worked, his room was on the right side of the entrance, and each room had a small sitting area outside of it with a computer desk and computer and couch; and the computer monitor was a large flat screen widescreen monitor, and I could see the desktop and the mouse cursor was moving like someone was controlling it.
The man was inside his room so I assumed that he had another computer in his room but that all the computers inside the rooms were connected to the monitors outside the rooms so that the owner/et cetera could always know what they are doing on their computers, but that was my wild guess.
After looking around I sat down on the corner couch outside the man’s room until the Poirot-like man and the woman arrived, the woman went inside the room with the man (I assume that she either was getting a discount or that it was free because she was probably dating the man), and the Poirot-like man walked off to continue running his business.
I sat outside possibly reading a magazine or a book and glancing around at the computer monitor and other things as I waited for the woman to finish so that I could take her home safely, but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
I went to bed late last night, I woke up about two times during the night without voice recording my dreams, I woke up somewhat early this morning to my surprise, and so I forgot all of my dreams except for barely part of my last dream which is very unclear/incomplete/confusing.
The dream took place in a slightly fictional version of the city of D during the day and I was walking and/or driving around near the highway/road somewhat near where Dairy Queen should be near Eastside, and I came across my former male classmate ME.
I talked with my former classmate ME and he had one or more things/injuries/conditions/problems/et cetera bothering him that he needed healed, and we came across our former female classmate EM; and our former classmate EM told us that she could make some healing potions for our former classmate ME, and she would show us how to make the healing potions.
But first she wanted us to come to a meeting at the C Elementary School later and then she would make the healing potions for us and show us how to make them, we agreed to her offer/deal and we said our goodbyes, and our former classmate EM left; and we went to my parents’ yard until it was time for the meeting at the C Elementary School.
While my former classmate ME and I were in my parents’ yard talking outside the window of my brother GC’s room one or more people came outside to talk with us, maybe my mom and/or dad and/or one of my brothers and/or my cousin ME, and one or two blackish colored puppies walked into our yard near us from our neighbors’ yard who live in the B House across the street (these puppies exist in the real world).
Eventually it was time for the meeting at C Elementary School and we drove there and we went inside a small dimly lit fictional room with brownish colored metal bleachers/stadium-style seating, our former classmate EM and some of our other former classmates and several unknown people were there, and the meeting started but I can not remember what the meeting was about.
Eventually the meeting ended and we briefly talked with several people, I asked my former classmate EM about the healing potions but she seemed a bit reluctant, and she told me to meet her in another room in a few minutes; and so a few minutes later I met her in another room alone, she was a bit hesitant, but eventually she started making the healing potions.
After she finished making the healing potions I brought our former classmate ME into the room so that our former classmate EM could explain each healing potion to us and show us how to make them, and we were going to let our former classmate ME drink the healing potions to test them; but I woke up as our former classmate EM was explaining the healing potions to us and showing us how to make them.
The end,
-John Jr
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