I got awakened early this morning from this dream by my brother GC who was reminding me that I needed to wake up for a doctor’s appointment, I had forgotten about this, and so I am glad that he woke me up; but he woke me up suddenly from this dream and I got up immediately without thinking about my dreams, and so I forgot all of my dreams until I laid back down briefly to see if I could remember any of my dreams.
Fortunately I then remembered a few details from my last dream, but all of my dreams before that are forgotten now unfortunately.
All that I can remember of my last dream now is that it took place during the day, near what looked like the fictional outskirts of the city of D, and I went to an assumed fictional abandoned maybe gray and white one-story house that belonged to my mom’s side of the family.
I possibly traveled there by foot but I can not remember, I just remember that my uncle JE was in town visiting, and he briefly went to the assumed abandoned house but then he left; but I can not remember if we saw each other inside the house or not because I remember possibly trying to avoid being seen at some point.
I do remember trying to avoid being seen by some unknown people who showed up at the house, and at some point I left the house on foot to walk and jog along the right side of the highway going out to the countryside.
I walked and jogged partly into the countryside before turning back around to walk/job back for reasons that I can not remember now, I am not even sure why I was headed to the countryside at first, and along my journey there and back I saw various people driving and maybe one or two other people on foot and/or bicycle et cetera.
I possibly saw a police officer drive by and I remember one or more men with light-color skin driving fast and recklessly, but I can not remember the details.
My brother GC woke me up from this dream as I was walking/jogging back to the city.
I did not record my dreams after I had them and I kept going back to sleep, and so now I can only remember barely part of several dreams.
I can barely remember this dream, but I think that my grandmother DE was alive again and that she was at The E House; I could be wrong but I think that I remember seeing her, and maybe I even got to talk to her but I am not sure.
For some unknown reason most of my family was there like we were going to spend a few nights there like we were off for the holidays or something, but I can not remember.
My brother CC was possibly younger and not married yet but I am not sure, he was possibly on his way to visit and / or was already there, but I can not remember.
I just remember that during maybe the evening or night (after probably already spending a night at The E House) that I was in the living room watching television and maybe playing video games, when one of my youngest brothers (all of my brothers seemed to be younger in this dream) and some of his friends walked into the living room and sat down, and during this time I was watching a random video clip or something.
The video happened to have some nudity and maybe sex in it to my surprise so I turned it off, and I asked my brother and his friends what they wanted to watch and / or what video game they wanted to play; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during a slightly gray day at the edge of a fictional city near a highway with a bridge on one or more streets / roads where a parade and / or some kind of other event was to take place, and I was there as other people were slowly arriving.
Some of my family were probably on their way to meet me there, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during an even more gray day in a fictional city, this time a different city, and another parade and / or some kind of other event was going to take place along one or more streets / roads but this time at the edge of a downtown-like part of a city that felt like it was still at the edge of the city.
This time the area was mostly blocked off along the right side by various buildings and even some walls, there was possibly a college close to this area, and once again I arrived before my family did and I was giving them direction over my mobile phone as I reached the area.
I remember walking along the right side of the street past / passed the buildings and possible walls, which made this area feel more private and secure and old and interesting, and other people were slowly arriving to get into position as well.
When I reached a nice spot I stopped to wait on my family, and I talked to some other people while I did this; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the day and I was driving on the highway toward the city of L, and along the right side of the highway in and / or near the city of R were some activities taking place.
Different activities took place along different parts of the highway, I can not remember most of them, but I do remember two of them.
Pee-Wee Herman or the actor Paul Reubens who plays that character had one activity, maybe my mom told me about this one by maybe mobile phone, but I can not remember if I went to this activity or not but I do remember passing by it and seeing Pee-Wee Herman (Paule Reubens).
The other activity involved basketball and my former male classmate RM was there, people had to pick who they wanted on their teams, and I was popular choice like I was good at basketball or something so everyone wanted me on their team.
I definitely took part in this activity that involved playing basketball and I talked to RM, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I am not sure if this is one or two dreams so I will type it as one dream, and it took place during from afternoon – night.
My parents, maybe my brother GC, and I were traveling to the city of LC down a fictional version of the highway to there by automobile.
Something that I can not remember happened where my dad and my brother GC left in the automobile without my mom and I, but I can not remember why et cetera.
My mom and I were on foot now along the side of the highway, and something strange happened where my former male classmate JC showed up by bicycle and maybe automobile.
JC offered us a ride on his bicycle and possibly his automobile if he had one, and there was something very strange that happened where a clone or something of JC showed up on a bicycle dressed and acting a bit feminine and comedic and he was goofing around on his bicycle and I remember him tapping me on the shoulder from behind and laughing and doing stunts on his bicycle.
The clone disappeared or something, and it seemed to be a trick that JC could possibly do where he could somehow summon a clone of himself as a trick that he liked to do for fun I guess.
As we were riding with JC a Jeep Wrangler-like automobile pulled over and a strange man with light-color skin who possibly wore glasses offered us a ride, we politely declined, and the man turned out to be a crazy serial killer or something and he tried to kill us.
We either killed him in self-defense or we defended against him and he tried to kill us again later at JC’s house but was killed by us in self-defense then, either way he was killed at some point, but I just can not remember when or the details of how.
I just remember us going to JC’s house which was a very small one-story house next to a small business that was owned by a small mafia, and this area was along the highway in a small drive-through town.
The business was a gas station / diner / convenient store / bar-like place, and some of the mafia members were there who all had light-color skin and who were all family members (I remember seeing at least two men and at least one woman) and they probably were stereotypes of people who live out in the countryside except a mafia version.
We had the body of the dead serial killer, for some unknown reason we did not call the police, and we possibly decided to ask the mafia for help.
They called for a cleaner to come deal with the situation, but for helping us we were probably going to have to do a mission for them that possibly involved taking out someone or some group that was who had supported / who sent the serial killer.
I did not like any of this, JC disappeared, and then the cleaner showed up and he was a rough short older man with light-color skin wearing a leather jacket who looked like he was experienced with this kind of stuff.
I walked him to where the body was but it was gone, and then JC walked in saying that he had taken care of the body.
I felt that the cleaner should have done it because he was a professional, and I wondered why did JC not wait for him as planned.
I apologized to the cleaner and I asked him to stay because we would probably need him to clean up after we finish our mission, and so he went to the small business to have a drink and talk with the mafia members while he waited.
We then left to do our mission, we possibly completed our mission and returned to let the mafia and their cleaner know, and I probably asked the cleaner to talk to JC about where he put the body of the serial killer so that he could clean that up and clean up the evidence in any other locations like JC’s house and any automobiles the body was moved in and the area where he was killed et cetera.
We probably thanked the mafia and none of us were to speak of this again and we were to forget that it ever happened and that we had ever met, and then JC took us home.
The next thing that I remember is having my automobile and having a bicycle that was maybe partly blue, and I wanted to drive to maybe Texas to maybe to a movie theater to watch a movie and maybe do some other things so I drove until I reached a road that was probably just grass and dirt that went through the yard of two properties with one being residential and one being maybe a church-like building.
It was late night so the gate that led to the highway had been closed by the police, they would close it sometimes when it gets late to stop people from driving into their state using this shortcut I guess, and so I parked near the church-like building and I left on foot somewhere maybe.
When I returned the bicycle I had been taken apart and was laying on the ground, and some parts of my automobile were taken apart so I could not drive it and the parts were on the ground too.
I wondered who did this and why and how was I going to get back home and what I was going to do about this, but then I heard someone under my automobile and it was my dad and he was the one who had taken everything apart.
My dad said that he wanted to add some shocks to the bicycle, it was an old thin simple street bicycle from my parent’s storage building, but he did not have the shocks yet; and so I wondered why did he take it apart now then.
I asked him why did he partly take my automobile apart, and he said that he was trying to clean it and check some things.
I looked underneath the automobile where he was, the bottom of my automobile was larger and stranger, and there was thick piles of dirt and entire plants and vines et cetera under it that were probably negatively effecting / affecting things so we started pulling out the vines and knocking the dirt piles down.
I wondered how did this happen under my automobile and how was it even working with all of that stuff under it and wrapped around various parts.
My dad asked for a certain tool but we could not find it, and so I went to ask to borrow one from the residential property that had a house and a shack that was open and I saw light coming from it and I heard a mother talking to her children who were running in and out of the shack playing.
I walked to the shack and there was a short woman with medium-color skin with long straight black hair who reminded me of someone or a combination of several people, and I greeted her and I asked her if I could borrow a tool from her shed.
She told me yes and she pointed to a tool that was hanging on the wall, and I picked it up and it was covered in a strange orange gel-like substance and it looked like maybe it had been there so long that it was mostly broken down into a rusty gel.
It looked like it would be useless, I did not want to be rude, and so I accepted it and I thanked her and I went to take it to my dad.
When I returned my dad did not need it, and so I used a water hose that was connected to the church-like building to wash the tool and to my surprise the gel-like stuff washed away and it revealed a pair of wire cutters that were in average condition to my surprise.
I had no idea what that orange gel-like stuff had been, I washed my hands to get it off because it felt nasty, and then I dried the wire cutters and I went to return them.
The woman was alone in the shed and oddly there was a full or queen size bed next to where she was standing, and I reached over it to hand her the tool while thanking her.
This looked awkward and one of her children walked in which made it even more awkward.
I then said goodbye and I returned to my dad to finish putting the bicycle and my automobile back together so that we could leave, but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is being inside an inn / bed and breakfast / hotel-like house that seemed to be mostly based on The E House, and I was there with some other people like we were spending the night there.
I remember seeing a male worker with light-color skin who seemed to be a newly hired rookie computer repair technician who was struggling to work on the computer network in the building, and at some point the owner who was an old woman with light-color skin with gray / white hair entered the building.
The owner saw that the computer repair technician had left a server or something open, he was still working but in a different part of the house and he was going to return to it, and she saw this as a security risk where someone could have had physical access to the network and put everyone’s data at risk and she was angry so she yelled for him to come to the room and she ranted at him in front of us and she fired him.
The employee (now former employee) begged and apologized letting her know that he had been jobless for a long time and had just gotten this job and that he had made a mistake, but the owner did not want to hear it so he left to his room to probably pack his stuff.
I followed him because I felt bad for him and I wanted to give him some words of encouragement and some advice and I planned on asking the owner to give him another chance.
The former employee invited me into his room and we talked and we had a good conversation as I told him about my story of joblessness and former experiences in the computer repair job field et cetera and he told me about his experiences, but at some point he started leaning in toward me.
I was not sure what he was doing until it was too late, I realized that it seemed that he was about to try to kiss me, but I reacted too late because I took too long trying to figure out what he was doing so when I went to turn my head to the left to dodge the kiss it was too late and he quickly kissed me on the lips and then I moved my head back and away in response.
This caught me completely by surprise so I was confused and stunned for a moment because nothing like this has happened before and I did not expect it so I froze for a moment, and then I responded letting him know that he had mistaken my intentions and the situation et cetera.
I then told him that I would talk to the owner to see if she would give him another chance and if that failed, I would ask her if she would let him stay until he finds another job, and then he went to go to sleep.
I was still confused et cetera about what just happened so I thought about the situation deeply and I explored my reactions and thoughts and feelings trying to dig down deep being at transparent and open and unbiased as I could, and I thought about what-if scenarios et cetera trying to explore the implications of this and various fictional scenarios et cetera.
I could see how he misread the situation by getting caught up in the moment, my response was not as strong as I would have expected (a block or push or quicker dodge or warning punch) but I was so caught off guard that I got stunned, I did not feel positive or as negative about what happened (just stunned and confused et cetera) and I felt nothing romantic or anything and I accepted it as a misunderstanding that was forgiven and hopefully quickly forgotten, and so as expected there seemed to be no changes in my sexual orientation (heterosexual) or anything even after thinking and exploring deeply and openly to see if there was even a chance that something had changed.
It was still strange that something like this had happened to me and I was not sure how to explain this to people if they topic ever came up, and I hoped that something like this did not happen again because I do not like getting caught off-guard like that and I definitely do not want men trying to kiss me et cetera.
I then left to talk to the owner, but that is all that I can remember of this dream before waking up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was driving and going around a fictional LC-like city with my mom and at least one of my brothers; and this dream was possibly a continuation of the first dream.
At some point we were going to be leaving back to the city of D soon I assume.
At some point I met my former male classmates BH and JC and they were on their way back to the city of D so I joined them, I think that we were in a car and my former classmate JC was driving and I was in the front passenger’s seat, and my former classmate BH was in the back seat.
At some point we stopped to pick up our former female classmate KM who sat in the back seat, she kept talking and she sounded drunk or high and dumb and she was mispronouncing words and states and the names of celebrities, and I remember our former classmate BH correcting her and trying to politely get her to be quiet and calm down a bit.
At some point as we drove along the highway we started to hear what sounded like a male police officer talking over a speaker system, and so we pulled to the side of the highway thinking that we were being pulled over.
It turned out to be something on the radio I guess or the police officer was just telling us to get out the way, but I am not sure.
We then continued up the highway, at some point on the left side of the highway I noticed an automobile that looked like The BV and it was parked outside of a fictional house from an earlier fictional part of the dream where most of the family members of my former male classmate DC and him lived, and it was a one-story house on bricks / concrete blocks.
I asked my former male classmate JC to drive to the yard to see if that was my dad, we saw two men with dark-color skin getting out of the automobile like maybe they had just went fishing, and then we saw some children getting out who had dark-color skin with black hair who were some of the fictional family members of our former classmate DC.
We parked and we were about to get out to talk with them, but I woke up.