I fell asleep on the living room couch until maybe 8:00 AM, I had a variety of dreams but I did not record any of them except for barely part of my last dream, and after that I got in bed and I only recorded my last dream so I lost even more dreams.
This dream took place at The BP Library, and I was there working helping a patron use the Xerox printer.
The patron wanted to make a copy of something so we probably put it on the ADF (automatic document feeder).
I showed the patron how to put it on the ADF and I showed and explained some of the settings like: output color which we probably set to black and white, original orientation which was upright, paper source which was tray 3 with a paper size of 8.5 inches x 11 inches, et cetera.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
In this dream I was at The BP Library working again when I was approached by my dad and a somewhat older married couple (husband and wife) with light-color skin, and I learn that the couple are possibly family members of mine that I did not know about.
They were possibly my grandparents and / or the grandparents of one of my family members (if not me, then maybe the grandparents of my nephew CC), but I can not remember.
In real life all of my grandparents are dead, and so this was surprising if I am correct about this.
I possibly left with them to meet a doctor who I assume was an older man with light-color skin, and we talked with the doctor about me; but I can not remember any of the details.
Before we left I asked my new assumed grandmother to share her contact information with me, I possibly gave her my contact information but I probably did not get hers, but I can not remember.
We said goodbye and I returned to work, my supervisor Mrs. JR said something to me that I can not remember before walking away, and then I got a call on my mobile phone so I answered it.
I heard a woman leaving a voicemail for me, she did not realize that I had answered the phone, but I woke up before I could find out who the woman was and what her message was and if it was my new assumed grandmother or not.
What’s the most time you’ve ever spent apart from your favorite person?
Tell us about it.
Almost two decades.
My favorite person was my grandmother DE who died almost two decades ago, she was the best and kindest person that I have ever met and she was the type of person who was constantly helping others and putting others before herself, and sadly she died young; and sadly I do not have many memories of her, but she is still my favorite person.
I really have not felt like typing my dreams the entire day and I still do not feel like typing my dreams, I have felt a bit depressive / depressed / et cetera, but I will try to type this dream anyway; but I might/may be lazy and skip parts, and make more mistakes than usual.
I can not remember the beginning of the dream but I do remember being in a slightly fictional version of the city of D during the evening and I was riding in my dad’s automobile and so was an unknown young man with whitish colored skin and my dad was driving, and we were driving to the alley of a familiar fictional area that is sometimes in my dreams.
This area was a fictionalized combination of an area near where my great-grandparents’ on my mom’s side of the family used to live and the area next to the G House that my grandfather CE owns, it is next to a street that has one or more fictional one-story brick buildings that have been in a few of my past dreams, and behind this/these building(s) is an alley and we drove into this alley to look at a familiar fictional abandoned multi-story brick building that I had memories of like maybe I dreamed of it before in one or more past dreams.
We got out of my dad’s automobile to look at the back door of the building but then to my surprise I saw the orange cat that we used to have in real life years ago who got run over by an automobile and he got the lower half of his body smashed/broken but he survived and he had to crawl/drag himself around to move anywhere but he got taken away and so I am not sure if he is still alive or not, and in the dream he was alive with his lower part of his body still smashed/broken and he crawled/dragged himself toward us because he remembered us.
He let my dad pet him but I can not remember if I petted him or not, I just remember being surprised that he was still alive and I still felt bad about what had happened to him but it was good to see him and to know that he was actually alive still, and then my dad and I entered the back door of the abandoned building with two flashlights but I am not sure what happened to the young man (maybe he was afraid to enter the building).
The building was pretty dark and dusty but the door and everything looked to be in good enough condition to live in to my surprise if someone cleans it up first, I had various fictional memories of going inside the building during my childhood to play with other children in the neighborhood and even then it was still abandoned, and so I knew the layout of the building.
We walked to the ladder that went to the second floor, it was a wooden ladder that went straight into the ceiling and there was a very small opening that you could not see because it was blocked by an orangish / tannish colored carpet-like thing that you had to climb through to reach the second floor, but it was hard to climb through and you could not breathe when going through it and it was dusty and I was worried about insects and spider webs and other things being inside of it; and so I did not want to trying climbing through it, but my dad did.
After my dad briefly looked at the second floor he climbed back down the ladder and he said that things looked pretty good on the second floor and that it was not filled with insects and other things, I felt that it was a shame that this building was left abandoned and I wanted my family to buy it or hope that someone lets us have it, and there was a time jump in the dream where my family and I got permission to either have the building or buy it but I am not sure which; and we started cleaning up the building, fixing it up, and we started moving into it during the day.
We cut a larger opening to the second floor so that we could easily reach it without suffocating or getting stuck and we made other improvement to the building, and it was a great and fun experience and it looked nice when we finished; but the dream transitioned/changed to where I was still in the building during the day but it was arranged a bit differently, and I lived there with several other men who were my fictional friends including my former classmate BH.
We all left in an automobile together to a fictional annual convention (something like SXSW (South By Southwest), which I know nothing about, but this came to my mind during or after the dream) that took place once-a-year in a city like the city of S in L, and I had many fictional memories of going to this annual convention over the years like maybe I have dreamed of this convention one or more times in the past; and eventually we reached the convention building, and there were other people there as well.
We walked around the first part of the building until we reached the middle of the building which was water and so we had to use a boat, and we drove or rowed the boat to a dock-like area that had several different booths and we would visit one of those booths every year to get a free newsletter and talk with a man who usually ran the booth, but this year there was a new young man with whitish colored skin with dark-colored hair at the booth.
Visiting this booth was like a tradition of ours and we enjoyed visiting it each year and so we were excited and ready to talk with the young man at the booth, the young man looked uncomfortable but he gave each of us a copy of the newsletter, and we started talking to him about our past visits to the booth and we talked about whatever topic(s) the newsletter was about but I can not remember what the newsletter was about unfortunately; but it was definitely one or more topics that we found interesting, and we talked to the uncomfortable young man until we decided to say goodbye to him because he looked so uncomfortable/confused as we talked about past memories of visiting the booth and conversations that we had with the man who used to run the booth and as we talked with him about the newsletter.
We got back into our boat and we drove/rowed to the next part of the building and we docked, and we started to walk around this part of the building which was very crowded; and this part of the building seemed to be focused more on firefighter/police/military/security/city worker-like things, businesses, and restaurants.
I remember walking around a busy store near the shoe section when to my surprise I saw the actor Will Smith walking toward the shoe section toward me, and then on another row I saw his wife Jada Pinkett Smith walking away from the shoe section toward her husband Will Smith; and I probably said hello to one or both of them, and then I walked out of the store to explore some of the police/military/firefighter/security/city worker-like booths.
Maybe I signed up to become a recruit/trainee at one of the booths and maybe the others did as well, I am not sure, either way the dream transitioned/changed and/or jumped in time back to the building; but now the building seemed to be owned/ran by maybe a city ran police/military/firefighter/security/city worker-like group, and the others and I were new recruits/trainees at the building which only had men there oddly.
The two main men running the place and supposedly training us were very mean/annoying and they both were somewhat strong but somewhat out-of-shape-looking men who acted somewhat like lazy military drill instructors, one of them was bald with dark-brownish colored skin and the other was a man with whitish colored skin, and they treated us new recruits/trainees badly always lecturing/cursing at us; and they were very lazy, and they made us do most of the work but I have no idea what our jobs were or what we were training for.
The two main men and the other veteran workers spent most of their time watching TV, playing video games, drinking beer, smoking, making sexist/offensive comments about women, probably viewing pornography, et cetera while the new recruits/trainees like myself had to work/clean/train/et cetera.
At some point the main man with the dark brownish colored skin started to lecture/curse at us new recruits/trainees telling us that more of us should start bringing our own lunch(es) and that more of us should leave the building during our lunch breaks because the break room was getting too crowded, and I remember him saying: “There are no women here and so there is no reason for you all to be staying around here all day, especially during your lunch breaks, and so I want more of you to leave somewhere else sometimes especially during your lunch breaks instead of huddling around here wasting up space; nobody wants to see you all day!” or something like that; but I woke up as he was still talking.
I slept very well again only waking up once to use the bathroom, once again/like yesterday I could not remember if I had any dreams or not after waking up to use the bathroom like my brain/mind erased everything that happened while I was sleeping, but once I went back to bed I had a dream; and I barely remember some of that dream.
The dream probably started during the day/morning at my parent’s house and I probably got a phone call from someone (maybe a family member of my former classmate DH, but I am not sure) wanting me to meet them later in the small field next to my grandfather CE’s street next to Mrs. B’s house; and they were going to drop off a computer for me to fix for them.
Later I decided to go to my grandfather CE’s house first to check/get his mail and newspaper for him, wash his dishes, see how he was doing, et cetera before going to the small field to wait for the person to drop off the computer; but to my surprise a lot of my family members from my mom’s side of the family were at my grandfather’s house like my aunt ME, my aunt DE, my uncle EE, my uncle CE, my aunt SE, my cousin ME, et cetera and a few unknown kids/adults.
Since/Because they were all at my grandfather’s house I decided to change my plans a bit, I tried to skip doing a few things on my list of things to do at my grandfather’s house to avoid any long conversations with my family members and to avoid them when possible, but some of my family members still kept finding me and asking me some of the same annoying personal questions that I hate; and I would try to find ways to escape the conversation or end them sooner, and at some point I escaped to walk to the small field a bit early to wait for the person to drop off the computer.
I waited in the small field for a while but no one showed up or I got there too early and so I got tired of waiting, I decided to go back to my grandfather’s to finish my list of things to do to help my grandfather (who(m) I do not remember seeing in the dream, but I could be wrong) while trying to avoid family members, and then I would go back to my parent’s house to wait for a phone call from the person who wanted me to fix their computer instead of waiting in the small field looking stupid waiting for them all day.
I went back to my grandfather’s house trying to avoid family members while finishing my list of things to do to help my grandfather but as expected some of my family members saw me and they would talk to me asking me a lot of personal questions that I did not want to answer, I remember seeing some unknown kids and maybe some unknown adults inside my grandfather’s house too, and one of the unknown kids was a boy with medium brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair who stopped to talk to me and/or ask me questions about something.
At some point the only thing left on my list of things to do to help my grandfather probably was to wash the dishes but maybe my aunt DE and/or my aunt ME and/or my cousin ME and/or several other family members started talking to me/questioning me as I was washing the dishes, I probably finished the dishes but they were still talking to me, and so I probably was waiting for a chance to escape so that I could go back to my parent’s house; but I woke up before that could happen.