This dream involved me traveling with my brother GC who found several handguns (several pistols, at least two revolvers, and at least two of the handguns were smaller than normal) along the way during our travel.
GC wanted to keep a few of the handguns, he possibly used one of the handguns during the dream, I can not remember though, but I do remember that GC was supposed to meet with a detective about something.
This dream took place during the evening or night at a fictional parent’s house.
My brother GC, a woman with dark-color skin making out with / trying to have sex with a guy in a bed in a living room-like area, and I are inside a house; I was in my bed & my brother GC was in his bed.
For yet another day in a row, I had a dream involving the Taliban, in this dream, I was in Afghanistan.
I was with a group of people, including several people I knew like maybe my uncle CC & someone else whose name is now forgotten thanks to Google Docs autocorrect messing up their initials, who were also not from Afghanistan, and we were there helping protect Afghan citizens from the Taliban.
My former male classmate SS and I are in the Olympics, I competed in a long distance race on a track near as small shopping center, and some of my coworkers from The BP Library were in the crowd (I am not sure if some of them competed too or not).
My team & I won a gold medal without me realizing this until SS told me as we were walking away from the event.