Clothing That Can Enhance And / Or Give People Superpowers?

Unfortunately, I did not record my dreams like I should have, and so now I can only barely remember part of three dreams.

Dream 1

This dream involved something vague but typical of my dreams from this week so far, and so maybe this dream involved superheroes and/or work and/or something else from my everyday life.


Friday In IT

I did not get enough sleep and I did not record any of my dreams or really think about them all day and today is my longest work day of the week, and so now I can only barely remember part of one dream.

My dream involved me working at The BP Library at my new IT Assistant job, in the dream it was probably Friday, and so this dream was basically my mind dreaming about what today was possibly going to be like with my new schedule and job.

In the dream I was alone in the IT Department at first, I probably checked on things before working an hour in the Tech Services Department, and then I returned to the IT Department.

Things were probably too quiet and maybe a bit lonely on this long day until my coworker Mr. JM showed up, and he started talking to me about computers and the internet and other technologies.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr


A Woman Or Female Alien Relationship Or Situation? | Uma Thurman Ranting | My Cousin ME Wants Me To Call

I got in bed late last night, and I was sleeping well until I got awakened from a dream suddenly by my alarm clock and I went to use the bathroom.

I was tired and hurting/sore, so I canceled my morning plans and I got back in bed, not voice recording part of one dream that I barely remembered.

It took me a while to go back to sleep, and even then I did not sleep very well.

Later I woke up again for the day not able to remember any of my dreams from last night, but after thinking for a while I managed to remember barely part of three dreams.

Dream 1

I had the first dream before I woke up the first time, I have completely forgotten the dream because I did not voice record it before going back to sleep.

I think that the dream involved a woman or a female alien coming to me for help and/or to hide her, but I am not sure.

Furthermore, I think that the dream involved a woman or a female alien, and we had a relationship of some kind during the dream; and we were involved in a situation of some kind, but that is all that I think that I remember of this dream.


School | Partying At Jay Gatsby’s House?

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Dream 1

I remember part of two dream fragments from last night with the first dream fragment taking place during the day at a school on an upper floor, and I was in a class; and at some point my class was finished.

The upper floor was like my former high school but there was a huge library-like room that was about the same size as the entire top floor of my former high school, and it was bigger than the rest of the top floor in the dream.

Most of the other classes were in the huge library-like room doing various things and after each class finished they would start helping moving tables, chairs, books, et cetera; like they entire room needed to be re-organized or moved or something like that.

I remember seeing some of my former teachers like Coach K and some of my former classmates like Coach K’s daughter, and I remember helping move stuff around the huge library-like room.

There were computer labs, book shelves, writing boards, projectors, chairs, desks, and much more in the huge library-like room; and it was so huge that multiple classes could be going on without the classes disturbing each other.

At some point I explored the huge room talking with people, but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

The next dream took place at a small school building near a road during the day in a fictional place, and it was the first day of class it seemed; and I entered the class with my fellow classmates, and our teacher was a slightly older woman with brownish colored skin with black colored hair wearing a flower pattern(ed) dress.

My class was pretty bad and they did not really seem to care about school or try, and they made a lot of noise & acted very poorly; and a male teacher with brownish colored skin with short black colored hair wearing a plain pattern(ed) sweater vest came to talk with our teacher while watching the bad behavior of the class.

I seemed to be the only student behaving well, listening, trying, and doing my work; and so our teacher and the male teacher were watching me especially.

And at some point our teacher stopped the class and she had me stand up in front of the class, and she told the class that I was an example of a good student/how a student should behave; and then she pulled me to the side to talk with her and the male teacher, and they asked me some questions about myself since they were curious.

They said various good things about me and thanked me for my behavior, and the male teacher told me that I was the type of person that he would want his son to date; I thought that he was going to say daughter, but he said son, which surprised me & made me feel a bit awkward.

I then politely told him that my sexual orientation was heterosexual/straight, he then awkwardly said Oh, and there was an awkward moment of silence; and during that silence I wondered what gave him the impression that my sexual orientation was homosexual (which it is not), but I did not make a bid deal out of it, I still was curious though about why he thought that and my only guess about why he might have thought that was that I smile more than the average person which might be misinterpreted by some people. 😀

I then walked back to my desk still thinking and then it was time for school to end, and it seemed like a Friday maybe; and we all left the school and I remember leaving with one or more of my classmates.

I had my automobile and one of my classmates told me about a certain place that was off to the side of a highway in the middle of nowhere, and so I drove there.

The area off to the side of the road had hard dry dirt and some grass across a large area, and there was a small modern tree-house-like apartment/club looking building with a lot of windows & balconies on the second floor.

I think that the owner was a Jay Gatsby-like man who would let people party on the first floor mostly, and he would be in a private room on the second floor and/or on the second floor mostly & so most people knew his name but did not know what he looked like; but the man was not there when we arrived and no one was there.

Then a group of women drove up ready to party and they thought that I was the owner, I tried to tell them that I was not, but they were not listening; and so they called more people, and they went to party on the first floor.

More and more people arrived throughout the entire dream to party and there was music, food, drink, TV, games, et cetera outside and inside.

I spent most of the time on the second floor that gave you a good view of the outside areas near the building/by the highway/and around the empty dry landscape and the inside areas on the second floor/first floor, and a few more people joined me on the second floor.

The entire building was very small and tree-house-like (especially the second floor) but without a tree probably, and there was a pole and/or unique stairway in the middle of the building; and the first floor was like a small kitchen/bar/restaurant/club/house.

It seemed like I either was living there now or already lived there or was given permission to stay there, but I am not sure; maybe I was really the owner and did not know it, I am not sure, since the dream is too unclear.

The partying went on until night, I did not join the partying, and I enjoyed the quieter second floor & the view; and I remember being in a shared bedroom that had four twin sized beds, and I remember wanting to go to sleep soon.

One or two of my classmates were going to use two of the four beds, I was going to use one, and maybe the owner or a person who had not arrived was going to use the last one (the fourth person or owner never did arrive).

I started trying to get the partying people to leave and so I started nicely asking people to leave, starting with some of the people who came on the second floor to hang out, but it was not working very well; and so I focused on getting them to stay on the first floor and/or outside to keep the second floor private/quiet.

I had better luck with that, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


Talking With My Dad

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Last night I barely remember some of my last dream, which took place during the day at a slightly fictional version of the D High School, and I was walking & talking with my dad across one of the student parking lots toward where the Ag (Agriculture) building should be.

Instead of the Ag building, there were classrooms for younger kids and offices, and we went to use the bathroom; and I felt uncomfortable going into a school building without permission, but my dad told me that it was okay.

Two obese men with whitish colored skin & brownish colored hair & wearing glasses, also had to use the bathroom, but they waited on the outside of the bathroom for us to finish first; and inside of the bathroom I realized that the two men were waiting outside because, only two of the four urinals & toilets worked.

The toilets had no stalls, so my dad had no privacy as he sat on the toilet (which did not bother him at all), and I used one of the urinals as my dad talked to me across the bathroom; then we left the bathroom and the building as my dad told me about a recent argument that he had with his supervisors on his job (he talked about this for most of the dream).

He told me about it as we walked across the student parking lot to where the field house for sports should be, but there was a different building there instead; and inside the building my dad and I talked some more, and my mom might have come to talk with us as well.

There were other people (students & teachers) in the building, the building was a bit gym-like, and we might have briefly talked with one or more of my brothers who are still in school; and at some point my dad, mom, and brother(s) left.

I can not remember what happened but at some point I had a Daisy Red Ryder BB Gun, which I got from someone or found, and I was going to sneak it away from the school once the last class of the day was over; probably to prevent anyone from getting hurt and/or preventing who ever had the BB gun at first from getting in trouble, I can not remember.

I think that it was a Friday and the last class of the day was taking place in the building where I was, and so I sat in with the class while the BB gun was hidden next to a book bag that I somehow had; and the class had a female teacher with blondish colored hair and whitish colored skin.

At some point the class was almost over and I think that I started trying to prepare to hide the BB gun in or near the book-bag as I held it, my plan was to walk & hide among the many students when the class ended as I left the school campus, but the teacher saw the BB gun; and she stopped to ask me about it, because she thought that it was a real gun at first.

I started explaining that it was just a BB gun, that it was not mine, and that I was only trying to get rid of it so that no one would get hurt; the bell rang for the end of classes for the day, I waited to see what the teacher was going to do or say, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂