I remember part of one dream or three dream fragments, with the first dream fragment taking place in a dorm/apartment-like building in a room, and I was there with a variety of people who were having a quiet gathering/hangout talking/eating/drinking/listening to music quietly/et cetera.
At some point the musician/rapper Lil Wayne walked in the room, to my surprise, and he started talking with a few people quietly; and somehow him and I began a short conversation even though he did not seem interested/like he cared at all.
As soon as I started talking Lil Wayne interrupted me and told me directly/bluntly that my breath stank/sticks 😀 , and so I apologized & I thanked him for letting me know; and I backed up and turned away from him when I talked, I asked him if that worked, and he said yes.
I said a few things/jokes in reference to stinky breath, and then I started telling Lil Wayne a story about a man who had bought an expensive/over-priced camera that was not that good in my opinion or something like that; and we briefly talked about expensive/over-priced cameras & other things, and how some people are paying too much for some things/corporations are charging too much for some things.
We mentioned a few things that we over-paid for, and our short conversation ended abruptly and Lil Wayne somewhat rudely walked off to talk to someone else like I never existed as expected (which did not bother me and I did predict it, but I did not predict that we would have a short conversation at all); and that is all that I can remember of this dream fragment.
The second dream fragment involved my brother GC and I driving around on a nice day in a fictional city looking for housing it seems, and we made a few stops to look at a few properties for rent.
We stopped in a middle – upper class neighborhood on the side of the street next to a sidewalk, and near us there were stairs leading down since the street and upper area were up higher than the area below.
On the upper area was a man with yellowish/whitish colored skin with short styled (with styling-gel/whatever to hold your hair in place) black colored hair with a gray t-shirt and blue jeans who I thought might be an international student from Japan talking with a woman with whitish colored skin with reddish/brownish colored hair, and they both seemed to be middle – upper class college students or something.
GC and I walked down the stairs to get to the lower area where the entrance of a building was, outside of the entrance was an area with rich-looking people dressed up sitting at small tables eating/drinking/reading newspapers/talking/et cetera; and I was somewhat dressed up, but not as much as them.
Blocking the entrance of the building was an eccentric/strange-looking/dressed man with yellowish/whitish colored skin who I thought might be from Japan, he had whitish colored hair in a somewhat wild style a bit like Albert Einstein, and he wore a strange/flashy orchestra director-like suit/tuxedo/whatever; and he had to check/search people, and he decided who could go inside the building.
Somehow I got him to let GC and I in the building, I can not remember what happened during this part, but we went inside the building and to our surprise it looked like a charity/lower-class hospital like MR Hospital; and we walked down a hall, and we went inside a room that at least four hospital patients shared.
One of the patients was our uncle CE laying in a hospital bed wearing a hospital gown, to our surprise, and then he saw us & he sat up on his bed to talk to us; and we greeted him and asked him what he was doing in the hospital.
He told us but I forgot what he said and some of the other patients who shared the room with him joined the conversation, and then the rest of my family entered the room to visit or check-out our uncle CE.
At some point CE got dressed maybe and we all walked to the front desk or a desk-like area to either check CE out of the hospital and/or to buy something, and a few of my indirect family members were with us now & oddly so was Grace Randolph from the YouTube channel BeyondTheTrailer; but I have no idea why Grace was there with us in line 😀 , and that is all that I can remember of this dream fragment.
The last dream fragment is unclear and short, but I was walking down the LC highway during the night alone on a creepy and maybe foggy night; and no automobiles were driving down the highway, and this area is out in the country so no one was around.
And I think that I somehow knew/felt/predicted that soon I would fight a creäture/alien/whatever boss, like a boss fight in a video game or something, and maybe I could hear it in the distance but I could not see it.
I started to prepare myself for a fight as I walked cautiously looking for threats and I probably called out to the boss to show its self, and then I think that I heard it approaching and I heard a laugh that woke me up; and I felt that maybe the laugh had really come from the real world, which was a bit creepy.
I looked around the room and listened to see if someone else in the room was laughing in their sleep or if someone outside was laughing, but I did not hear anything; I still wondered if the laugh really came from the real world & I heard it in my sleep or not, because this is not the first time that I woke up thinking that I heard a voice in a dream that I wondered if it came from the real world.
Recently this has happened once or twice, where I woke up thinking what I heard came from the real world, and I heard it in my dream but that woke me up.
The first time this happened I heard what I thought was someone calling my name, I thought I heard a voice say John, and I woke up & had the lingering feeling that I heard it in the real world as well.
The best way to describe it is to imagine that you are dreaming and a sound happens in the real world that you hear in the dream, which causes you to wake up, and part of you remember hearing it in the dream but you also wake up feeling like the sound happened in the real world at the same time causing a slightly feeling of barely catching the sound at the end before it stops.
So I woke up and looked around to see if someone had called my name, but I heard nothing.
Another time I heard a voice say something (maybe the name of one of my brothers or something), and I woke up thinking that someone had called my brother’s name in the real world; but I heard nothing, strange.
The end,
-John Jr
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