The end of this dream started with me remember a false memory from years ago of my former male classmate JC and I going to an outdoor/indoor place that had a parking lot with a building that was like a combination of a gas station/dojo/store, and a martial arts class was taking place.
It was probably a Taekwondo dojo, we watched the martial arts class that took place outside and inside, and we thought about joining; but we probably only went to one free class, and then we never signed up.
The dream jumped back to the current time period, and I returned to this location to see what was there now after all those years.
Things were slightly different now, instead of Taekwondo it was mixed martial arts that was being taught, and there was a sparring match taking place in front of the class inside the building.
I watched from outside the building, after the sparring match there was a break, and my former male classmate LF was one of the students.
LF greeted me, he asked me if I was going to sign-up for the mixed martial arts class, and he tried to convince me to join; and then I told him about my old memory, we talked about our public school days, and then we talked about our lives since then.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The end of this dream took place during the day at the edge of a LC-like city, and I was outside with my female coworker KE and another woman who I assume was a fictional coworker of ours.
We got in a van or another kind of vehicle, and we started to drive away from the city along the highway going through curves et cetera.
There was something interesting about this that I can not remember, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place inside a library and I was working there at the computer lab working at my IT job I assume, and I saw at least one former president and maybe another high-level politician and their entourages.
The former president of The United States George H. W. Bush was there in a wheelchair with his United States Secret Service agents et cetera, and at some point he made a comment to me about how I was dressed like an old person because I was wearing khaki pants and maybe a sweater vest.
He meant this as a joke and as a compliment, we briefly talked, and during this dream I did not remember that he was supposed to be dead.
Mr. Bush asked me if I would help him with something on the computer, I said yes, and him and his entourage went to a computer at the end of the computer lab to get set up; I guess they needed to set up a secure internet connection et cetera.
The Secret Service agents were standing guard so I stood back until I was allowed to move closer to help Mr. Bush, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place inside a place that was possibly store-like and like the library from the previous dream, but I can not remember.
There was an event or something going on, I was standing near some aisles, and a boy with light-medium color skin walked over with a soccer ball wanting me to play soccer with him; and so I started to kick the soccer ball around with him.
The boy really enjoyed our game of soccer, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was possibly standing near the library computer lab from a previous dream or an area similar to the previous dream, and I was talking to my female coworker KE about memories.
KE and I were comparing memories, but I can not remember the details; and that is all that I can remember of this dream.