I remembered barely part of several dreams, I failed to record all of them except for part of one dream, and so now my other dreams are forgotten now unfortunately except that I know that Fiona Apple was in one of them.
Fiona Apple was also in the only dream that I did record part of, the very end of this dream took place inside a building, mostly along a hallway that had an arcade along it.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was in a fictional city with some of my family like my brother GC and some other people, and I was possibly not myself during the dream or during the end of the dream but it is unclear.
If I was someone else then I was a female or female-looking alien with one or more unknown special abilities/powers/superpowers, I was possibly a blue and/or green color and I probably had no hair/was bald, and I was probably like a Delvian from the television show Farscape and/or an Asari from the video game franchise Mass Effect.
I remember us walking around back areas of this city through quieter areas away from the main parts of the city like back roads, alleys, sidewalks, et cetera.
At the end of the dream we were walking through a rough-looking area where the people probably did not like aliens, which I assume that I was in this dream, and they had dogs; and so I remember us trying to avoid them and their dogs.
At some point I remember us running et cetera to avoid them and their dogs, and at some point a dog or person or something got attacked by a dog; and I remember my brother GC and I running to stop this dog attack or dog fight.
I possibly grabbed and picked up one dog and my brother GC possibly grabbed and picked up another dog to stop this dog attack, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream started outside during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, I was near where Mrs. C’s abandoned yard/house should be on the street that The E House is on, and I was there working an IT job helping people print things et cetera.
In this area there was a printer outside that you had to put money in to print things after sending print jobs from a computer et cetera, maybe it was slightly covered for some protection for the weather, but it was outside.
Maybe there was a computer lab outside too, probably, but I can not remember.
Basically it was like my IT Assistant job at The BP Library except outside but there was no library, and I did not seem to have any other coworkers.
At some point one of my former female classmates with dark-color skin with black hair needed some help trying to print a print job that she sent to the printer, I can not remember her name but I think that her last name was A, but I could be wrong.
We walked over to the printer but her print job was not showing up, I think that I put $0.50 in the printer because she said that she had five black and white pages to print, some papers started to print, but it was not her print job.
We possibly went back to her computer to try to send the print job again or I sent her to send it again or I went to try another printer to see if her print job was there, and as I was checking this another former classmate female classmate of mine with medium-color skin with black hair whose first name is possibly N walked behind me along with several other people who needed to use the printer.
I did not see the print job and maybe the other people did not see their print jobs either, and so N suggested that we try another printer up the street that was in a small shack-like building that was an African business of some kind that was owned by a man from Africa (maybe Jamaica).
Among our group was a man from Africa with dark-color skin with short black hair who used to have long dreadlocks (somehow I knew him and I had false memories of this), my female cousin ME who did not recognize me at first, my former female classmate N, and the actress Elizabeth Banks who had black hair in this dream.
Elizabeth Banks was probably in this dream because I watched the movie Brightburn with my brother GC before I went to sleep last night.
We walked and talked up the street to the shack-like building that was by where Mr. Grip’s yard was or should be, my female cousin ME recognized me, and she asked me what I was doing here and I told her how I had an IT job here but I was new to it and I did not have formal training/education for it so I had a lot to learn.
We entered the shack-like building, built into the wall was what we thought was a printer so I put in $0.50, but then I realized that this a fake printer that was just there to take your money; and so I lost another $0.50, and so I lost a $1 in total in this dream so far.
We complained about this but the owner was no where to be seen, we returned to the previous area looking for my former female classmate A to let her know, but we could not find her.
My cousin ME got separated from us at this point so I was with the man from Africa and Elizabeth Banks now, we walked and talked on our way to a new area to maybe find A and/or another printer and/or the owner of the shack-like building and/or for some other reason, and I remember us stopping by and/or inside the shack again.
There was an emotional conversation, I remember the man from Africa mentioning that his hair was short now because he had cut his dreadlocks because he felt that he was being discriminated against for having them when it came to trying to get a job, and he said that he has been struggling trying to get a job since he moved here.
Mrs. Banks then shared an emotional story of her own after we showed our support for the man, I can not remember what her story was about, but I do remember her crying; and the man from Africa gave her a hug, and we both showed our support for her.
After this we continued walking to a new area, we got separated, and now it was just Mrs. Banks and I.
We reached a tree shaded area next to an one-story building, there were people hanging out in this area, but I quickly noticed that we were in danger because an African American or African gang or mafia was hanging out in this area and I noticed some of them starting to notice us and they did not look happy as they tried to figure out who were we because we were on their territory.
Fortunately my male cousin ME was a security guard/bodyguard with the gang or mafia it seemed, he was dressed up, and he walked over to me as I was whispering to Mrs. Banks that we were in danger and that we needed to avoid standing out and that we needed to leave without being noticed soon.
Mrs. Banks had noticed this too fortunately, she agreed to try to avoid doing anything to offend them, as we try to quietly slip away.
My cousin ME walked over and pulled me aside and he quietly confirmed that we were in danger (that there was a gang/mafia here, and he worked for them), he told me that we should go inside the building, and then sneak away quietly; and he would get us inside the building.
We tried to act normal as he walked us to the building, there was a line, but he got us inside without any trouble but we had to handle the rest on our own.
Mrs. Banks and I got separated and unfortunately I made the mistake of entering a room where a funeral was taking place, I tried to blend in and then escape, and people were taking their turns saying a few things about the person who had died.
I found an opening to sneak out as a group of people were entering, unfortunately a somewhat older woman with dark-color skin wearing church clothes and a big church hat noticed me, and she started talking to me.
I briefly talked with her and then I went to sneak away but she told me to stop, she wanted me to take my turn saying something about the person who had died, I politely refused but she would not take no for answer.
I started to sneak away but she kept telling me to come back, she was causing a scene, but fortunately my cousin ME entered the room to calm her down giving me time to escape.
I escaped outside but a man with light-color skin, who I noticed during my escape and who I possibly had false memories of, started following me on my way home; and so when I reached the other side of a house on the street that The E House is on, I took this chance to run, and I reached my parents yard.
He did not see me but he had an idea of where I went, so I ran on the side of the yard that the dogs are on, and I tried to crawl under the house after opening the door of the skirting around the bottom of the house but the door fell off making a loud noise and I lost my cover.
I rolled under the house opening that he would not see me, he ran past the back door trying to get to this side of the yard, but a fictional dog in our yard started attacking him once he got close enough to where he was chained up at.
I hoped that the man would just run, unfortunately the dog had a good grip on him and he fell, and the dog was biting him.
I paused hoping that the man would get up and escape but he did not, and so I was forced to go save him by grabbing the dog’s chain and getting him off the man.
I calmed the dog down and I helped the man up, I told him that he should not have been following me like that and that he made the mistake of getting too close to the dog, and I told him that normally I would apologize and offer to cover the medical expenses but not this time.
Instead I offered to clean and wrap his wounds, and then send him on his way because it was his fault.
The dog was chained and he had entered our yard chasing after me, and so if he needed more medical attention then that was on him.
Fortunately his bites did not seem that bad, but I woke up as I helped him while asking him why he was following and chasing me.
I did not record this dream, I woke up feeling a bit tired and negative, I am not sure if it was connected to the dream or not.
All that I can remember of this dream now is that my former male classmate JC was in it, I was in the dream as well, and we met in the dream; and it was my first time seeing him in years.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during a gray day and me and my brother GC and possibly one other person walked out of my parents yard to walk past The Action Packed House, and as we passed between that house and the house to the left of it we got attacked by an aggressive dog from The Action Packed House.
I was not sure if it had rabies or something so I did not want us to make physical contact with it, and so I grabbed a shovel that was leaning against maybe the house and I defended us with it.
Somehow I decapitated the dog, I was not sure what we should do, no one was around so I considered getting rid of the dog’s body and cleaning up the evidence and the handle of the shovel of fingerprints.
But I woke up as I thought about what to do.
This dream also took place on a gray day, my parents put a lot of raw ground beef inside the large empty plastic open storage container that was in the alley behind the dogs oddly, and oddly they left the raw ground beef that possibly was not even in their wrappers completely outside in the open container unrefrigerated in the alley for days and maybe a week.
Days or a week later they sent me outside to remove all the wrappers off the ground beef and then rinse the ground beef so that they could probably cook it, and so I removed the wrappers and I put water in the container to rinse the ground beef.
I used a rusted old garden tool that was the length of a shovel to stir the ground beef in the water, this tool was just outside leaning against the fence, and as I did this it suddenly occurred to me that this is not a good idea on several levels.
I started to partly realized that: the ground beef should be unsafe to eat from being outside in the open unrefrigerated for days or a week, being in the dirty old open plastic container, and being stirred by an old rusty garden tool that possibly had dirt on it and possibly had come in contact with feces before.
I stopped what I was doing and I told my parents this, they did not seem to see a problem at first, and so I had to keep pointing out the problems and asking them if they were sure about this.
Eventually they possibly decided to not cook the ground beef, but now we had to decide how to dispose of all of this ground beef that was in water now.
This dream took place late in the afternoon or early evening, and I was possibly walking up the street toward The BP Library.
Close to the library I saw my cousin Mrs. AR riding a small horse or mule or donkey to my surprise and confusion, and then magically I was riding a horse but my horse was bigger.
I possibly greeted her as I passed by her riding the horse, I passed the library patron parking lot and I made a left turn on the street by The BP School Board Central Office, and then I rode the horse through the slightly fictional version of the neighborhoods in this area that are sometimes in my dreams.
At some point as we were passing a house a tan (light brown) American Pit Bull Terrier-looking dog ran at us barking, and then it started to attack the horse by jumping up and biting it as I kicked at it.
The dog managed to latch on to the horse with a bite, and so I kicked the dog off and I jumped off the horse to defend it so the dog attacked me but I managed to kick it and then grapple it to the ground without getting bit and I held it down while I called animal control with my mobile phone.
My phone call got redirected to the police station because animal control was not available at this time according to the person on the phone, I told them about the situation but they told me that there was nothing that they could do, and so I thanked them and hung up the phone.
I assume that I let the dog go and maybe it ran back home, but I can not remember.
The next thing that I remember is that I magically had my automobile instead of the horse it seems, and so I drove my automobile to a small nearby fictional auto parts store that seemed to be a small business.
I parked and then a male employee with light-color skin wearing glasses and a blue automobile mechanic-like outfit and work hat walked outside the store and greeted me, and then we started talking.
He asked me about my automobile and what year was it made, it was older than he had thought, and then he started checking the dents and spots that need to be painted and he said that it was in pretty good condition and just needed some dent work and a new paint job.
He then mentioned a smell and noticing something strange, and he opened my driver’s door and he pulled a tool out of his pocket.
He took a metal cap off of something near the left driver’s side mirror and handed it to me, he unscrewed something, then there was a sound like water shooting out, he said that is strange, he opened something below it, and then water started pouring from both places.
The water smelled moldy and bad, that seemed to be the smell that he had smelled, and we assumed that it was rain water that had collected in those areas.
I got a bottle of bleach water out of my automobile and I sprayed both areas, I thanked the man, and then I told him that I should buy something from his store since he helped me and I was going to ask him if he wanted me to pick him up some food or something that I could drop off but some customers showed up.
He told me that it was hard for a small business like his to survive against the big stores, I agreed, and he went inside the store to help the customers.
I decided to deal with my automobile situation first and then I would go inside the store to buy something and then ask the man if he needed some food or something that I could drop off for him, but I woke up.