Temporarily Being Roommates With Amarna Miller

This dream was a lot longer, more detailed, stranger, and interesting; but unfortunately I forgot most of it, but at least I managed to remember barely part of the end of it.

This dream probably mostly took place inside and outside one or more multipurpose buildings that were so multipurpose that they possibly contained: a college, mall, hotel, hostel, dorm, restaurants, various stores, maybe a hospital, and various other types of businesses et cetera.


A Childhood’s End Inspired Dream | Wanting Carrot Cake From Golden Corral

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I almost did not type my dreams today because of the constant distractions/annoyances which will probably return again soon, so I will try to type my dreams now out of order and randomly as I remember parts of my dreams to save time, before I get too annoyed/distracted again to type; and so expect errors and missing details, and I am not sure if the second dream is one or two dreams, so I will assume that it is one dream.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of the first dream is that it was inspired by the audiobook for the book Childhood’s End that I started listening to on YouTube because my local library does not have the book or the audiobook, I stopped at chapter 3 before going to sleep, and my dream was about the parts that I listened to where maybe aliens arrived to Earth in spaceships, but they would never show themselves; and there was a human male main character and people wanted to know what the aliens looked like, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.


An Interpol Agent In A Hostel In Europe?

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I forgot most of my dreams from last night except for part of one dream which took place in Europe but I am not sure which of these countries that the dream took place in: Denmark, Norway, Finland, Austria, Netherlands, Switzerland, Sweden, Estonia, Hungary, Latvia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Monaco, Montenegro, or another country.

It probably took place in a country in Europe that I have never dreamed of before, I was at what appeared to be a hostel or hotel, and I was in an area of the hostel or hotel that had a restaurant/bar/recreational area; and there were other people there from various countries eating, drinking, talking, et cetera but I can not remember the details of what happened before or during this part of the dream and so I have no idea how or why I was in this country in Europe.

The inside of the hostel had a warm & dimly lit look & feel to it, with darker brownish colors & probably a lot of wood used in the furniture & building, and people were relaxed; and at some point I noticed a man wearing a suit who reminded me of a James Bond-like man who I thought might be a secret agent/spy, and so I assumed that he was an Interpol agent & I started talking with him I think.

At some point I walked to the area where the rooms were, which had hallways that led to various shared rooms, and I remember seeing the possible Interpol agent looking inside different rooms like he was looking for evidence or something like that; and so I stopped to ask him what was he doing, and was it legal.

He seemed to be trying to find evidence that would lead him to a suspect that he was trying to identify and find, so that he could arrest that person, and so I stopped to help him by being his look-out; and at some point someone was coming to one of the rooms, I warned him but he tried to keep searching, and the person entered the room asking him what he was doing.

The Interpol agent lied and said that one of the people who was staying in the room asked him to come get/find something for him or something like that, he did a good job pretending/lying, and so the person believed him; and then he searched a bit more without luck and then he said something to the person, and said goodbye.

He moved on to search somewhere else and a male worker at the hostel approached us or me, we or I told him about the situation and convinced him to not saying anything about it, and I remember walking off to talk with him; and I think that the worker’s name was Michael Jordan, no relation to the former basketball player Michael Jordan he joked, and he had whitish colored skin with short blond colored hair.

Somehow I might have known Mr. Jordan and/or his boss, I remember Mr. Jordan taking me to a room to see his boss who reminded me of my former classmate MJ who like MJ had medium-dark brownish colored skin with black colored hair in a custom fade style haircut, but the boss was quieter & seemed mean/serious.

Mr. Jordan told me about a tournament that his boss was managing or was going to compete in, it seemed to combine track & field with competitive eating, and it involved several rounds of activities like: a round of a track & field sport, a hamburger meat-eating round, a throw a heavy metal ball round (I forgot the name), maybe another food eating round, and then maybe a long distance race.

Each round took place back-to-back, so it was like a marathon or whatever you call it, and so I decided to do a quick/short practice run of the tournament rounds a few times (at least the non-running rounds); and the food eating rounds were going to be the hardest for me, so I knew that I needed to practice those rounds more, but I felt that I might be able to win the other rounds.

I decided that I would sign up for the tournament, and then I put on a t-shirt & sweat-like athletic pants; and I left to practice jogging since I have not been able to jog in real life since near the end of last year after having problems with my right foot (plantar fasciitis probably).

I jogged across an area that was a bit like a fictional version of the area near the Dollar General in D mixed with somewhere else, there was a mall/business office-like building in this area, and in the parking lot I came across some thin/skinny & light weight young women who were on a high school or college cross-country (long distance running) team; and they were practicing possibly for the same tournament as me and/or a school or college cross-country tournament, and so I decided to compete against them to test/compare myself to them to see if I was good enough at long distance running still to possibly win the tournament.

I decided to follow their training route, so I had to stay close enough to where I could see them to know where to go, but instead of following them from behind I stayed in front of them running at a faster pace to push/test myself (which was not a good idea).

I looked out-of-place compared to the young women who looked like how most long distance runners look, but I was more muscular/fatter (not fat but I have more fat than the average long distance runner but my fat levels are in a normal range but my muscles make me over-weight according to my doctor but I am not over-fat) & heavier than them or most long distance runners.

We ran through the mall/business office-like building, I remember people watching us and I wondered what they thought about me running with the young women since I looked out-of-place, and I was doing pretty good but I was afraid that I would get tired soon because I was running at a faster pace than normal & it had been months since I jogged; but I woke up after we ran across the entire building & back outside.

The end,

-John Jr


Playing Baseball | A Hostel

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Dream 1

The night before last I barely remember part of one of my dreams, which took place during the day at a baseball stadium, and I was playing baseball.

There was a crowd of people watching the game and it seemed to be a professional baseball game, and it was the last inning; and my team was up to bat.

We were barely losing the game at some point, but now we were about to win the game if we could score 1-3 more runs/points, and our coach had a strategy that I can not remember.

He had the batter in front of me bunt the ball, and he made it to first base; and I hit the ball into the right field, and I made it to second base & the batter in front of me was now on third base.

I think that we already had two outs, but I could be wrong, and so we needed to get 1-3 more points to win the game, probably; and so there was a lot of pressure on our team.

I remember another one of the batters on base teasing the pitcher, pretending to be trying to sneak to another base, to distract the pitcher; but I woke up before the game was over and while I was still on second base.

Dream 2

Last night I barely remember my last dream, which took place inside of a hostel, I guess; and my mom and I were there.

The hostel or whatever was owned by a woman who looked, sounded, and acted like one of the owners of the BY Wok in D; and she could barely speak English, but I was able to understand her well enough from experience with her accent & I am pretty good at trying to understand accents usually.

There were other people at the hostel and we all shared one medium-sized room that had several small semi-cubicle-like areas that had two twin beds in each semi-cubicle with storage space, there was a shared bathroom with showers, a shared kitchen, a shared living room, a shared dining room, a shared laundry room, and the owner had a separate room that was connected to our room by a door.

There was not much privacy of course but it was an okay setup for short/temporary housing while on short vacations/trips, I guess, and the other people seemed nice; but the owner was slightly mean.

The living room had a TV and maybe a few computers with internet access, and there was a door that led out of our room that led into the rest of the building but I am not sure what was in the rest of the building; and I am not sure why my mom and I were there or how we got there or where we were going; but I do know that we were on a trip of some kind.

But I woke up after my mom and I unpacked our stuff, we talked with the owner, we talked with a few of the other people, and we looked around the room.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


John Jr Goes To England

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Last night I remember part of a dream where I went to England, for some reason that I can not remember, and I am not sure how I got to England.

I remember being at an unknown building during the day that had a few women behind a desk-like area, the building was not very big and it had an older British-style appearance, but I am not sure what kind of building it was; I am not sure if it was a school or college or hostel or hotel or apartment or what it was.

The women behind the desk were nice and I might have asked them for a job and/or a place to stay, I am not sure, and I remember seeing several other people in the hallway of the building but I can not remember who they were.

I think that I wanted to stay a bit longer in England that I had expected,  and I remember one part of the dream where I left to drive my mom to a mobile home-like park (trailer park), where my cousin DE & my aunt JE lived.

DE lived in an RV with an unknown man and we woke them up to join us on a tour of England, and we saw my aunt JE watching us from a window of her house.

We drove back to the unknown city in England and we walked around a small area that had stores, restaurants, et cetera; and there were other people walking around too.

The small city looked how I would expect a city to look in England and it was a nice & quiet city, and we had a good time looking around; but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂