This dream took place during the day in a fictional city, and I lived at a nice fictional one-story brick / wood college apartment house with several other people including: my former male classmate SS, some of SS’s family (like maybe his brother MS), and maybe several other people.
I assume that we were in college again, in this dream I still had a job, maybe I still worked at the library; but I am not sure, but I do know that I wore dress or semi-dress clothes to work.
Dream 1
This was one or more dreams inspired by and involving the TV show Motherland: Fort Salem which I watched episode 2 (My Witches) of yesterday, but that is all that I can remember of this dream or these dreams.
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Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream is being inside a multi-story school/college-like building, some other students and I went inside a room with old military uniforms from different countries (mostly from the USA) from maybe the American Revolutionary War until maybe World War II, and we each had to quickly pick a uniform to wear so that we could take a group photograph where everyone would be together but separated in different lines based on which uniform you were wearing.
Unfortunately there was not enough time for me to look through most of the uniforms or to try them on, and so I had to rush and almost randomly pick a uniform; and I put the uniform on, it turned out to be a Confederate General’s/Commander uniform supposedly, and so I got in line with the other students wearing Confederate uniforms; and the General/Commander for our group was a man who looked like or was the comedian Stephen Colbert, but I was accidentally wearing the General’s uniform (we used the term Commander instead of General for some unknown reason).
I told Commander Colbert that we should quickly change uniforms because he was the Commander, he said that it was not necessary and we probably did not have enough time to change, and then it was time for us to line up and take our photographs; and after we took our photographs I remember walking to another room that was a small cafeteria where some of my former classmates were sitting like my former female classmate DF, and I sat down to talk with them.
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