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Cleaning Up Leaves At A Memorial Area

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I barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night which took place during the day in a fictional version of the city of D, I remember part of the dream taking place inside a house and/or hospital, and it involved a family with whitish colored skin.

A woman was having a medical procedure done and her husband and their young daughter who had maybe long yellowish colored hair and their young son were there, something went wrong during the medical procedure and after the medical procedure the wife was unconscious, and the doctors did not know if she would live or die; and her family was sad about the news, and they went to her hospital room to be with her.

The wife woke up at some point to the surprise of her family, they were happy and excited, but I can not remember the details of what happened after this between them; and the next part of the dream started at my parents’ house during the day, and my parents’ and/or some other people had memorial / souvenir / memento / keepsake structures and objects for people who had died over at the bus stop area in front of E Manor.

The structures were taller but the other objects were small and scattered around on the ground near and around the structures, the structures were probably built or bought but the other objects probably used to belong to the people who had died, and so it was almost like a graveyard memorial but more like people hoarding objects belonging to the dead so that they would have something to hold on to remember them and like they could not get themselves to get rid of the objects belonging to the people who had died maybe.

There were leaves all over the ground and the area did not look so well so I wanted to clean up the leaves and organize the area a bit, and so I walked over to do this; and a male neighbor across the street from E Manor was removing the leaves near this area, and he had already piled up most of the leaves and so that made my job easier.

I got a leaf blower and I used it to vacuum up the leaves, I tried to avoid vacuuming up objects belonging to the people who died but it was difficult because so many small objects were all over the place, but I tried anyway because I knew how much the objects meant to my parents’ and/or who ever was storing these objects there; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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An Interesting Young Woman | 360 Total Security And Eyeglasses

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it possibly took place over a period of time like several days/weeks during the day at a fictional semi-indoor/outdoor bus stop-like area for maybe a school, it felt like being in Junior High School again so I was probably younger again, and it seemed that I went to this fictional school.

Everyday after school I would go to this bus stop-like area that was a bit dark with the only light coming from the openings on both sides, it was like being under a brick bridge/tunnel that a train would pass over, but it was in a field near maybe a parking lot; and some people would hang out in this area until their bus and/or ride arrived, and some people would just hang out there for fun it seemed.

There was a young woman who(m) I was interested in getting to know better but I am not even sure if she was even human or not because I think that she glowed (like her skin or the area around her would light up a bit), her skin was maybe a very pale somewhat whitish color with a slight tint of some other color maybe (maybe light blueish), maybe her eyes looked different and maybe glowed a bit like a fairy or something like that, she wore an interesting airy sheer-like dress and outfit, she was very quiet (she possibly never talked) and if she did talk she probably talked very quietly, she seemed very nice but very shy/introverted/et cetera, et cetera.

There was a rough and mean and somewhat dangerous looking young man who was older than us who would be near her at the bus stop-like area each day, he seemed like the type of person who liked Alternative Music/whatever et cetera, and I was not sure if this was her boyfriend or one of her family members; and I remember keeping my distance being cautious.

I decided that I would slowly start talking to the older young man each day hoping to learn more about the young woman and their relationship and hoping that he would get more comfortable with me in case I decided to start talking to the young woman and seeing if she wanted to start dating me one day.

The young woman had a female friend and they would leave together each day after waiting at the bus stop-like area each day, the older young man would still be there, and so I decided to start talking to him a bit each day once they left; and he was mean to me at first like I had expected, and he did not want to talk much and he wanted to be left alone.

Eventually he stopped being as mean to me and he started talking more, we talked about video games and other things, and it did not seem like he was dating the young woman but I still was not sure what his relationship was with the young woman if any; it seemed that it was possible that the young woman and him did not even know each other, and that maybe the young woman would just stand not far from him for some unknown reason (maybe to decrease the chance of people approaching her).

I was close to asking him this directly and then I planned on starting to talk to the young woman each day, but I woke up before I could do any of this.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a fictional windowless house that I assume was a fictional house that belonged to my parent’s, my mom was there as well, and at some point my male cousin JE and two of his fictional male friends came over for no clear reason.

I remember them sitting at a wooden table with me as they talked with me and my mom (who was across the room), at some point I remember joking about how I imagined they would act if they were to have a competition with each other over something (like a job or something like that), and I remember them denying that they would become very competitive against each other.

I remember joking that I imagined them wearing armor and clothes, having weapons, talking like, and being in an environment like on the television show Game Of Thrones; and I imagined them being very competitive against each other like they were at war against each other like the various families on Game Of Thrones, and I remember describing what I was imagining to them.

I remember smiling and laughing a lot because it was funny, I was also doing impersonations of each of them and how they would act and talk while imagining things in daydream form at the same time like a parody skit, and I acted out various scenes from my imagination which was fun and funny and overly dramatic; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place inside a fictional version of my parent’s house during the day in a room near a window and I was working on a computer dealing with some problems with the free antivirus 360 Total Security, and somehow connected with this problem was a problem with my old eyeglasses frame; and I remember taking out the lenses from my old frame and putting them in my new frame, and then I was going to mail my old frame back for a replacement frame.

Somehow the 360 Total Security problem and the eyeglass frame problem were one/the same problem or connected somehow I think, which makes no/zero sense, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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Donating Blood | My Former Classmate DS Beats Up A Man Who Was Threatening His Own Girlfriend

Description English: Interior of bus for blood donating in Poland. Polski: Wnętrze autobusu do oddawania krwi. Date 12 September 2010 SourceOwn work Author Ciacho5 Other versions BloodDonating30.JPG
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I woke up early this morning to go to the annual Christmas Parade in the city of D with my family and a blood donation vehicle was there and so I started donating blood before/during/after the parade started (I got to see some of the parade from the windows of the blood donation vehicle), this was my first time donating blood this year (I try to donate at least once a year now, and I have donated blood the last three years in a row now to help people and I hope to eventually get over my fear/negative reactions to having blood taken), and for the first time ever I did not have any of my normal negative reactions to having blood taken (except for my normal negative reactions of increased pulse rate and blood pressure before I even finished the paperwork, and so we had to wait for my pulse rate to go down first before I could donate blood 😀 ).

I successfully donated my blood without a problem this time which is/was amazing (the cold weather, the Christmas parade, talking to the nurse, having my MP3 Player, and having donated the last two years in a row before this all seemed to have helped me), and I barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night.

The dream took place during maybe a gray day and I was in my parent’s yard walking toward my grandfather’s yard, and a lot of people were hanging out in my grandfather’s yard for some unknown reason(s); and some of the people were people I knew like some of my former classmates like my former classmate DS, but I did not know the rest of the people there.

As I was walking through the alley by the pet cages I saw a truck parked in the street by the bus stop area of my grandfather’s yard and a man was yelling at his girlfriend threatening her and trying to force her to do something that she did not want to do, and it seemed that he was going to physically attack her; and he was so loud that we all heard it, so a lot of the men at my grandfather’s house went to go see what was going on, and watched from a distance outside the yard waiting to see if I needed to help or not.

The men started warning the man that he was wrong and that they were not going to let him attack his girlfriend but he was defiant and he argued back with them, and my former classmate DS was the most verbal/aggressive toward the man; and both of them started arguing, my former classmate DS was cautious at first, but knowing that he had the support of the other men caused him to feel bold/confident enough to fight the man if necessary.

The man turned away to maybe grab and/or attack and/or threaten and/or take away his girlfriend, and so my former classmate DS angrily punched the man from behind with a wild and wide punch/haymaker so hard that the punch knocked the man to the ground to the surprise of everyone; and my former classmate DS started angrily saying things to the man as he tried to recover from the punch, my former classmate DS started to look a bit afraid as the man got up to fight back, but I think that maybe one or more of the men in the crowd might have attacked the man as well giving my former classmate DS an advantage.

My former classmate DS took advantage of this and then he started beating up the man while angrily talking to him/trash talking him/et cetera as some people started to leave because they were afraid that someone would call the police, I watched from outside the fence waiting to stop the fight/beating if necessary, but my former classmate DS stopped beating the man once it was clear that he had won; but I am not sure if anyone called the police or not.

I just remember finally going into the yard to talk with my former classmate DS and some of the other people who stayed, and my former classmate DS was not sorry about beating up the man and he was a bit proud about it; but I still sensed that he had been afraid until he knew that he had the support of the other men and when they possibly briefly helped him during the fight, and he was probably slightly afraid that the police might come soon but he felt that they would probably not arrest him once they were told the situation but I woke up as we were still talking.

The end,

-John Jr

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11-16-2013 | Dream Journal | Zoe Benson Getting In Trouble At School Or College

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Image Credit: http://americanhorrorstory.wikia.com/wiki/Zoe_Benson

I woke up and I went back to sleep several times last night, each time remembering part of the same dream or dreams but I kept going back to sleep instead of voice recording the dream or dreams, and so I forgot that dream or dreams unfortunately; and now I barely remember part of the last dream that I had.

I think that the dream jumped back and forth between several people and their stories/situations during the dream including Zoe Benson from the TV show American Horror Story: Coven (who seemed to be the main character of the dream), one or more other people who(m) I can not remember, and I/me.

I can not remember the parts of the dream/stories/situations of anyone (even the parts of the dream that I was in) except for some parts of the dream involving Zoe (I was not in the parts of the dream about her or the others, unless I was somehow them, but I doubt it), I think that most of the dream was focused on Zoe, and so she was probably the main character of the dream instead of me and the others; but my memory is so unclear that it is hard to make sense of the dream (because the dream followed different people/situations/stories with me only being in some/a few parts of the dream).

I think that most of the dream involved Zoe being at a school or college and she often got in trouble with teachers/professors/authority probably because Zoe was always honest and she got straight to the point and she said what was on her mind/what she thought/et cetera; and she was not afraid to challenge her teachers/professors/authority when they did something that she did not agree with or that she thought was wrong or if they did something that did not make sense/illogical, and she probably often refused to blindly follow authority or be controlled completely by authority.

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Walking Home From School

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I remember part of one dream from last night that took place in D, and it started at D High School; and I was a student I guess, the bell rang for school to end, and as I was walking to the bus stop I stopped at a Redbox-like machine to see if I wanted to rent something.

This machine was more of a neon green color I think and was like most of the Redbox-like machines that are sometimes in my dreams that probably have films, games, TV shows, et cetera; and I think that this machine had a lot of Japanese animated (anime) films/TV shows/ & Japanese games, after looking at the selection of things to rent I remembered that I needed to catch the bus so I hurried to the bus stop.

Once I got outside my school bus being driven by Mrs. M and several other school buses were leaving and I could not catch up to my bus, and so I was going to have to walk home or call my parent’s to pick me up; and so I decided to try walking home, and so I started walking home.

As I walked the sky and clouds looked like a storm was coming soon, and so I stopped on the field on the left side of the D Junior High School to call my mom with my mobile phone; but I heard an automobile on the other side of the field, and then I turned to see a tall truck drive over one or two objects (maybe a lawn-mower & maybe a car) causing them to breaks/smash/crack/flip/et cetera.

I was surprised wondering how did they accidentally drive over those objects, it did not seem accidental to me, but I ignored it & I continued calling my mom; and at some point my mom answered the phone and as I started to talk to her I heard a woman say something to me in the field, so I told my mom just a moment, and I turned to see who was talking to me & it was a woman who had driven the tall truck.

The woman asked me if I saw her drive over those objects and I said yes, and she started to explain to me why she drove over the objects; and so I told my mom that I would have to call her back later, and I listened to the woman’s story.

The woman had whitish colored skin with shoulder-length orangish colored hair and she spoke with a slight country accent that sounded nice compared to many country accents, and she explained that the objects belonged to her boyfriend or husband or now ex-boyfriend or ex-husband; and she said that she was angry at him for something he did (he probably cheated on her with another woman it seemed or she explained eventually) that caused her to not to be sure if she could ever trust him again/she felt betrayed/she felt hurt/she felt angry/et cetera so she decided to break some objects that he liked to get some revenge/to cause him some pain.

I calmly tried to acknowledge the bad things that were done to her, I explained that what happened to her was bad but that what she did was wrong, I tried to comfort her the best that I could, I listened to her, I offered some advice to her to think about if she wants to either give him another chance (since she seemed to have loved him) & they both get relationship counseling or she tries to move on & get some counseling to help her do that, I offered other advice and talked about how I might have treated her/how I expect people in romantic relationships to treat each other, et cetera; and I seemed to help the woman feel better, and she was surprised by me & she commented about me probably being a better boyfriend/husband or something like that.

At some point she left to follow some of my advice, to think about how she wanted to handle the situation, et cetera; and the weather outside started to improve, and so I started back walking home but I saw my mom driving up the road looking for me & so I walked to the road where she could see me.

I got in the automobile and started explaining to my mom what had happened, but a lot of school buses & automobiles passed by us on their way to the D High School it seemed; and my mom mentioned that some sport games were about to take place, and we decided to drive over there to see what was going on briefly & I decided to stay & my mom left.

At some point the students/athletes/teachers/et cetera & I all went to the D Junior High School, and I remember going to a small hall that was more private to hangout in a small classroom; and at some point I went to the bathroom on this small hall, and the bathroom was small with a partial wall (about 5 feet 7 inches tall) that divided it from another part of the bathroom that was bigger & located on another hall.

So the bathroom was really one bathroom divided into two parts, I was actually able to urinate at a urinal without getting interrupted again (which is somewhat rare for my dreams), but some students went into the other part of the bathroom not even knowing that the part of the bathroom that I was in existed; but at some point they saw the top of my head since the wall was slightly shorter than me, and some of them climbed the wall to see what was on my side of the wall.

I think that my former classmate CW was one of the students who climbed the wall, they were surprised that another part of the bathroom existed, and then they followed me into the hall surprised to see that a separate hall existed on this side as well; and this slightly annoyed me since my private hall & bathroom was now known by other students, and so they went to tell some other students & more students came to my hall to hangout.

Some of the students who came to my hall were former classmates of mine like JP, LB, A, and several others; and we sat at desks and talked, and we found and/or some teacher brought us old yearbooks/photographs/et cetera from years ago when we graduated from school (which was odd since we seemed to be back in school again) & this brought back many memories for us.

We all started exploring the objects and talking about old memories, this part was amazing/magical watching these dream characters being so amazed & remembering so many past memories, and we had a good time; and I remember talking with JP, and A talking to me about memories that she had of me from her point-of-view.

More things happened after this part but I can not remember what happened, I might have left at some point to continue my journey home, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr