Last night I woke up remembering at least one dream, I remembered it so well that I was confident enough to go back to sleep without voice recording it thinking that I would still remember it when I wake up again, and I went back to sleep and I had at least two other dreams and woke up at least two other times.
Each time that I dreamed and woke up again I lost more of that remembered dream until I can no longer remember it now, and so now I can only remember the end of my last dream. 😀
I remember part of one dream from last night that started during the day at a fictional grocery store, and inside the store I remember a man telling me that a cartel was trying to kill him; and that the cartel sent a hitman and/or several hitmen after him, and so I decided to help the man.
I think that I had a pistol and a knife hidden on me, I cleared the store to make sure that it was safe inside (other people were shopping, but none of them seemed to be hitmen to me), and then I went to take my/my mom’s groceries outside to her so that I could go back in the grocery store to help the man get to his automobile safely.
When I walked outside I saw a suspicious van-like automobile with several dangerous-looking men parked in front of the grocery store near other automobiles, and one of the men seemed to be the main hitman to me (he was large & dangerous looking with light-medium brownish colored skin with long black colored hair in a pony-tail wearing a muscle/a-shirt looking a bit like Machete from the film Machete); and the other men with him probably were his helpers and/or cartel members.
I made sure that I had my weapons on me and ready to defend myself/other people if necessary, I looked at the men briefly as I walked by trying to determine the threat level without them noticing me to avoid a confrontation, and I hoped that the man inside the grocery store did not walk outside before I got back giving my mom the groceries; the situation looked bad, the hitmen/hitman looked ready & they had us out-numbered, and they were in front of the store but I hoped that they would just follow him/us & attack us somewhere else instead of attacking him/us in front of the store during the day in public with people around.
I can not really remember my dreams or much of them from the last two nights, I did remember a bit at first but I let my memory of them fade by not thinking about them or typing them, and so I will start typing now to see if that helps me remember some of them.
Dream 1
The night before last I think that one of my dreams took place in the slightly fictional version of downtown D that is sometimes in my dream, like the dream where I was with the cast of the TV show The Walking Dead, but that is all that I can remember.
Dream 2
That same night I think that I had another dream that took place in an area similar to the warehouse-like area near a dock, that was in my dream with the drug cartel-like group who were trying to kill my brother and I, but that is all that I can remember.
Dream 3
Last night I think that I had a dream that took place during the day during a fair-like event that was to take place for several days, and I think that the dream took place over several days.
I think that several people and I went to and from the fair-like event several times, and the dream probably had jumps in time from day-to-day.
I think that we had a good time mostly, but I can not remember what we did and who did I meet during the dream; that is all that I can remember.
The end,
-John Jr 🙂
Last night I barely remember part of three dream fragments, with the first dream fragment taking place during the day, and some of my family & I were at a warehouse near a dock.
Something happened that I can not remember, my guess is that one of my brothers and I saw some members of a drug cartel from Mexico doing something illegal & they saw that we had seen them, and they started trying to kill us.
The warehouse and docks had normal workers who worked there, but the drug cartel members seemed to make shipments or something from the dock & warehouse; and the normal workers seemed afraid to bother them, and so they kept to themselves & they did not try to help us.
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Last night I remembered part of two of my dreams, my first dream started with my dad and I going to some unknown house to see someone I think, or we were lost & needed directions.
The house was a nice multi-story house that seemed to be owned by a rich person, and there were maids & workers that all appeared to be from Mexico (Mexican).
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