Unfortunately I forgot most of my dreams from last night except for part of my last dream, and that dream took place during the day in the city of D.
I was working at a slightly fictional version of the Dollar General on Eastside probably stocking shelves and cleaning, and there were at least two female coworkers working with me.
This building had two stores in it with a small clothing store on the left side of the building and the Dollar General store on the right side of the building, there was no wall separating each store so they were in one open building, and the only thing that separated them was a hard white and black floor that was basically a walkway that went straight through most of the building and started at the entrance door or doors.
At some point my work was done for the day and I was going to leave, I found out that the medium orgonite pyramid had arrived, and so I was going to take it home with me.
I walked outside but then I had to enter the building again for some reason that I can not remember, I remember walking up the walkway inside near the clothing store, and there was a woman with whitish-colored skin working in the clothing store but I can not remember what happened.
I just remembered going back outside to leave and feeling energized, like being near the orgonite pyramid was making me feel more energized, and then I possibly got on a bicycle to ride home.
I possibly had the orgonite pyramid in a brown bag that I was holding as I rode the bicycle home, but I woke up I rode the bicycle feeling happy and good and energized.
I slept well, I did not voice record my dreams, and I woke up and went back to sleep several times because I needed to use the bathroom but I just kept going back to sleep instead so I forgot all of my dreams except for barely part of the end of my last dream from last night.
All that I can remember of the dream is that it took place during the day, I could be wrong but the dream possibly started showing several women who would probably be called witches talking at a grocery store or outside of one that looked like the BB Grocery Store on the Westside of the city of D, and in this dream there seemed to be real magic or powers through what I assume was witchcraft that was supernatural and/or paranormal.
I got awakened instantly by my alarm clock but somehow I managed to remember some of my last dream, which took place during the day at an apartment/dorm-like building in a fictional area probably in a city but I could not see the city outside but there were two roads & open fields that I could see, and the road probably led to a main road in the city that was probably like LC; but the dream started inside the building in the usual windowless room with dark/brownish colored carpet, and a woman with medium-dark brownish colored skin with black colored hair was talking with a group of people and I about this special program that we signed up for.
I think that this special program provided some help with housing (the apartment/dorm), education (college), maybe food (cafeteria), some transportation (bus), and we had to get our own job(s) probably; but I can not remember what the woman told us, I just know that I was teamed up with my former classmate TC & probably three unknown women, and we were probably going to be suite-mates sharing an apartment/dorm.
The woman finished talking with us and she went to talk with another group, my suitemates and I talked with each other about how we all were in college now (again) & talked about ourselves, and I remember TC talking about something related to a job; and I told him that I had a job interview today (in real life as well) for a city job.
At some point my three female suite-mates told me that they needed to go to the library to start on their research papers or something like that (TC either did not have one to do or did not want to start his yet), I also had a paper with white colored stickers with text showing what references/resources that I needed for my research paper/whatever, and so we ran to catch the bus before it left; and we ran outside across a parking lot to the road as the bus was leaving & it stopped for us to get on, but the woman or a woman from the special program ran outside to tell us and/or give us something so the bus had to leave without us.
After that the woman and/or another woman from the special program gave us a ride to the library in her car, this woman was my former co-worker Mrs. SF or I thought that it was supposed to be her but this gets confusing later so I am not sure how to make sense of this exactly, and to my surprise the library was in walking distance to our apartment (we made a right on the second road that probably leads to the city and not far up the road on the left was the library); and the library was a one-story warehouse-like building with a nice sized parking lot with a table in front of the entrance with three workers sitting at it who looked like college students who did not care about their jobs & who just wanted money/were tired or high on drugs/or something like that, and my suite-mates & Mrs. SF went inside the library while I stopped at the table for help.
The three workers did not seem approachable and I did not think that they would be helpful but I decided to try anyway, I showed them my paper and I asked them to please point me in the direction where I could find the resources/references needed for my research paper/whatever, and they just stared at me for a moment; and one of them, a woman with whitish colored skin with blond colored hair, finally said something like: “I don’t know! Go inside and find it yourself!”, or something mean like that & so I walked toward the entrance but Mrs. SF came out of the library in a panic.
She said that we had to go now, I asked her why & what had happened & if she was okay, and she said that when she went inside the library that she was reminded of/had a flashback of a very negative event that had happened in her life in the past (not at the library as far as I know); I told her that we just got there and that I had not even went inside yet but I saw the anxiety/panic/fear/sadness/et cetera in her face (I know what it can feel like), so I told her to take a deep breath & relax, and I asked her was there anything/anyone in the library that was there from that past negative event & she answered no so I told her that I would go inside the library with her to help her face what reminded her of the event and/or talk about it with her.
She agreed and we went inside the library but we walked to the right side of the library, which was not part of the main library area & so no one else was around this area, and we walked as she told me about this past negative event; and I noticed that Mrs. SF looked (body shape & height & face & hair et cetera) and sounded (same voice/accent) exactly like the actress Tilda Swinton (with short blond colored hair, closer to how the real Mrs. SF keeps her hair), this confused me and I started accidentally calling her Mrs. Swinton sometimes as we talked but she did not object to being called either name, and this got so confusing that I started saying her name(s) very low so that she could not hear what I said & I tried to make sense of who she was now.
It was like Tilda Swinton was playing the role of Mrs. SF who was already playing the role of a fictional dream character who was a bit different from the real Mrs. SF, if that made any sense 😀 , and so I started to think of her as Mrs. Swinton or Mrs. Swinton/Mrs. SF (like they had fused into one person); I am not sure how or why or when this happened (maybe she was like this the entire dream or maybe she changed at some point), but Mrs. SF does only slightly remind me of Tilda Swinton since she is the only person I know that my brain might associate with Tilda Swinton due to a few facial features & hairstyles & clothing styles that they maybe somewhat have in common.
Unfortunately I can not remember any of the details of the negative past event that Mrs. Swinton/Mrs. SF was telling me, we walked into a break-like room where an old woman with whitish colored skin with shoulder length grayish/whitish colored hair was sitting in a corner on the right side of the room, and we walked into a dark & dimly lit open bathroom that had a hall with a sink & mirror on the left side at the end of the hall and another hall to the right with a toilet behind a corner for privacy since there was no door or stall door; and Mrs. Swinton/Mrs. SF was crying at this point, I did not know what to do really so I patted her on the shoulder with my hand while trying to comfort her with a few words, and then I stood at the entrance of the hall while she went down the other hall to the toilet to get some tissue & cry.
To my surprise the old woman walked toward me and I told her that someone was in the bathroom, but she walked past me to my surprise like she did not care; and I turned around shocked & I followed her, and then the old woman turned out the only light for the bathroom to my surprise.
Mrs. Swinton/Mrs. SF came out of the bathroom still crying a bit and the old woman looked at her/us and said: “It can not be that bad!” , and we looked at her.
Then the old woman said: “I survived The Holocaust!” , while smiling oddly, and so I/we were not sure if she was joking or serious; either way we paused in confusion/shock, speechless, and so the only thing that I could say was: “Wow!”.
We started leaving the room as the old woman followed, she turned off the lights to the break-like room like it was time to close or time for her to go home, and we continued walking to the last area on the right side of the building; and Mrs. Swinton/Mrs. SF continued telling me about that past negative event, she stopped crying & she started to calm down more at this point, and we reached the last area which was a place where people could wash & dry their clothes.
We heard a loud sound that sounded like running water, the old woman went to a sink to turn off the water that someone had left on oddly, and then we heard a baby crying; and we found a newborn baby laying in a clothing basket on the steps near the washing machines & dryers, to our surprise/horror, and we told the old woman to call emergency services.
Mrs. Swinton/Mrs. SF’s mood changed completely to a positive mood when she picked up the baby, I stood back watching this magical moment as she looked at the baby like it reminded her of her daughter/children when they were born, and she looked very happy & she smiled as she held the baby; and I smiled and made a few positives comments about how the baby seemed to like her since it stopped crying when she picked the baby up.
I could feel the positive mood/energy coming from her and I stood back letting her enjoy the moment, while I thought about the situation as we waited for emergency services to arrive, and I predicted that the mother possibly had the baby here where it was quiet & abandoned the baby because she did not want it and did not want anyone to know that she had a baby for whatever reason(s) & ran/turned on the water in the sink hoping that someone would come to turn it off & would see and/or hear the baby.
I was glad that the mother at least had enough sense to do something to help make it easier to discover her baby before it died but I disagreed with what she did and how she did it, and I hoped that the baby would survive.
While I was watching the magical/positive moment between Mrs. Swinton/Mrs. SF and the baby, I got awakened instantly by my alarm clock in the real world.
I barely remember part of my last dream from last night, which took place in an area that was part LC and part LV, and my family & I were there.
My mom wanted to look around some fictional stores that led to where the cinema in Lv should be, and part of the dream involved us shopping.
At some point I walked near the road to an area like the parking lot by the Civic Center in LC, and I came across various people.
At some point I came across a man who knew my family and he was carrying what I will call a water holder, it was like a waterproof fabric or leather material that could be flattened like a sheet/blanket, and you had to use a ring to keep it in a certain shape to hold water properly.
The man was holding some fish, crawfish and/or shrimp, and some other sea/lake animals in it.
I asked him if I could hold the water holder and he said yes & he let me hold it, and then I asked if I could show my family & I would give it back to him later; and he said yes, and he walked off.
At some point I was standing by grass and I accidentally dropped the water holder because the ring came off & so the water holder lost its shape, and the water & sea/lake animals fell to the ground among the tall grass.
I was only able to find some of the sea/lake animals and I got some more water for the ones that I found, I looked hard but the grass was thick & tall in certain areas, and so I was a bit stressed/worried about losing some of the man’s sea/lake animals.
At some point I came across my family again and I told them about what had happened & I showed them the water holder, and some of my family members from my mom’s side of the family started to show up for a family gathering that was going to take place soon.
They told me the name of the man who owned the water holder (it started with a C I think) & where he lived, and I decided to go buy some more sea/lake animals to hopefully replace the missing ones.
I then planned to take the water holder back to the man, tell him what happened, offer to pay or replace any of the sea/lake animals that were still missing, and then go to the family gathering.
I think that I took the water holder to the man & told him what happened and he said that it was okay, and then I left for the family gathering; but I woke up.