A Homeland Inspired Dream? | A Survival Horror Video Game | Problems With My Military Service Records? | A Kind Female Doctor / Nurse At A Prison

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Dream 1

I might have had a dream last night that was inspired by season four episodes 1 and 2 of the television show Homeland where Carrie Mathison has a baby but she does not really want the baby or to help raise it and she would rather continue working with the CIA in other countries than spend time with her baby, my dream might have involved a baby but I can not remember the dream, and all that I can remember is waking up with the Cinnamon Toast song on my mind from the old educational kids video series called Preschool Power!.

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Dream 2

In the second dream I remember being on a computer trying to find information about a fictional new survival horror video game that probably reminded me of the Alien: Isolation video game that will be coming out soon, I found some information about it but no video or audio about the game, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

The third dream took place during the day at a fictional medical and/or military and/or school and/or college complex with various buildings and catwalks/walkways, I was there with other people, and I think that I was trying to get some medical treatment and/or something else; but there was something wrong with my records so they were saying that I owed them over $400, and that maybe there were no records showing that I was accepted into the military.

I think that I was in the military now or I had signed up and been accepted and but they lost my military service records and/or they messed up my records, so I was going around talking to various people trying to fix this, and so I probably came across a group of military recruits and a military recruiter/soldier (who was a man with whitish colored skin with short yellowish colored hair who reminded me of the actor Bradley James)  who I talked to and I talked to medical workers and I talked to office workers and workers who handled records et cetera.

At some point I had to find some records that I had to prove what I was saying was true, they accepted the records that I found and they apologized, and they removed the false amount of money they said that I owed; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

The fourth/last dream took place inside a small fictional prison during a cloudy gray day that was located in maybe the city of D where McDonald’s should be or behind it, and there was a kind attractive female nurse or doctor with whitish colored skin with long reddish or organish colored hair who would check on each prisoner everyday to make sure that they were doing okay; and she would even give them hugs/handshakes/pat them on the shoulder/and other basic forms of physical contact because she knew how important that is for the average person’s social/mental/physical/emotional/et cetera health.

The prisoners nicknamed her Mother and they respected her greatly and they even helped protect her making sure that none of the other prisoners tried to harm her during her daily visits (maybe I was in the dream as her bodyguard as several prisoners helped me protect her, but I can not remember if I was in the dream or not), she was mostly safe because almost all the prisoners treated her like a mother figure, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

John Jr’s Baby | JF Gets His Eyes Injured During A Sports Match

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I had at least three dreams last night but I forgot the first dream, I forgot most of the second dream after waking up to use the bathroom & going back to sleep forgetting that my dream recall is not as good as it was so I am still slowly improving it again, and I remember some of the third/last dream.

Dream 1

The second dream was interesting but unfortunately I forgot most of it, in the dream I had a baby, not literally; but I was taking care of a baby that a woman and I had together, but I am not sure exactly who the woman was and I can not remember if the baby was a boy or a girl (maybe / probably a boy).

My memory is unclear but it seemed that the baby was a surprise/not planned, I was not married to the woman who had the baby (which bothered me), the woman who had the baby was not even in the dream, and so I was trying to figure out who the mother was exactly so that I could contact her so that we could take care of our baby together & get married soon since I did not like that I had somehow had a baby with a woman without marrying her first (which is not something I would do, so this confused/bothered me that somehow I had a baby with a woman without getting married and not even knowing who the mother was).

The baby and I were in D and my aunt DE & uncle EE were visiting my grandfather and they came to see my baby, but I am not sure what house I was in exactly since it was fictionalized but it was near my parent’s house & grandfather’s house.

Taking care of a baby and bringing a baby into this World is a serious thing to me and so this was a serious situation to me in this dream, I was not sure how or why I would somehow do something like this, but my focus was taking care of my baby & finding the mother & connecting with her so that we could raise our baby together.

In the dream I was taking care of the baby the entire time, so it was pretty realistic, and I was doing a pretty good job & the new responsibility of taking care of a baby was very inspiring; and gave me something to help me focus & inspire me, so I was going to do what it took to fulfill my responsibilities like getting a job, taking care of the baby, marrying the mother, getting us a place to live, et cetera.

I remember thinking of NF as possibly being the mother of my baby, even though it did not seem likely since we are in different countries and she is dating someone, and so I was tried to contact her in the dream or was going to try to contact her.

My plan was to find my baby’s mother, take maybe 1 – 3 months working/living with her taking care of the baby & trying to see if we should get married or not, and get married hopefully in only a few months or less than a year or a few weeks if NF or someone else I knew was the mother.

As I was taking care of the baby and trying to remember think about who the mother was/contact NF and trying to remember how did this all happen, I woke up.

Dream 2

I only remember the end of the third/last dream that took place during a nice day/morning that looked like it took place on a Saturday in a fictional place at a fictional house, and I was outside at some point in an automobile listening to music; and my brother CC came into the automobile at some point, and it started to rain outside & get darker.

CC started to play Chrono Cross somehow on the music player of the automobile, the faceplate was somehow also a screen, which was surprising/confusing but amazing; and the game graphics/cut scenes looked a bit better than in real life.

I remember talking to CC about this and about my memories of playing that game years ago, and I told him some of my memories of older video games & other old memories.

At some point I walked into a building nearby where a sports match, probably basketball, was taking place in a gym; and there were mostly women playing, but my former schoolmate / coworker JF was playing too.

The other team had a female coach who was old with dark brownish colored skin with short black colored hair wearing a dark suit with a light-colored dress shirt, but I can not remember the coach of JF’s team.

At some point JF and another obese player who was a woman got into a grappling match, which seemed to be legal somehow like they were grappling over the/a ball, which was surprising to me; and the two grappled for longer than I expected.

JF was winning and used his weight and strength to get on top of the woman who was laying on her stomach, I guess she still would not let go of the ball, so they were at a stalemate almost; but then the woman turned her body and managed to start getting up, and she started to get rough using dirty tactics.

As she was almost free of JF’s grip/hold, she scratched/stabbed JF in the eyes with her fingernails but the referees did not see it I guess, and then she ran off with the ball; but JF was hurt and so her own coach told the referee to stop the game to help JF.

Two strange medical workers who looked like strange SWAT members put something over JF’s eyes and stapled it to his face with a staple gun to keep out the light & protect his eyes I guess but it looked a bit painful, they then stuck a knife-like tool through the corner of his eye or something back into the skull in away to avoid the main part of the brain & you could see that JF could feel it & it looked so disturbing that I could feel it & it bothered me so much that I had to look away & I started to accidentally wake up.

They pulled the blade out and then I guess went to load JF on a stretcher to take him to the hospital for more medical care, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Am I The Father?

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Unfortunately, I woke up this morning not remembering any of my dreams until I was eating breakfast, and then I remembered part of one dream; but most of the details of the dream are missing, unfortunately.

I am not sure how the dream began but I do remember being at a house, where a woman had recently had three or more babies, and the woman said that I was the father of the babies.

I spent some time with the woman, the babies, her brothers, and her dad but I am not sure if I met her mom or not; they all lived in the house together it seemed.

The dream was nice at first when I was spending time with the babies and everyone, but at some point the woman & the others went somewhere while I watched the babies.

I started to think about and experience the many responsibilities of having to take care of so many babies (I also thought about my past experiences helping raise my brothers when they were babies), I could not even hold all the babies at the same time since there were three or more babies, and I started to wonder how in the world did I get the woman pregnant; since I am the type of person to wait to have kids until after I am married, and I would be cautious to avoid pregnancy by either not having sex at all until getting married and/or I would use a layered anti-pregnancy strategy.

So I found it highly strange that I would get a woman who I have not married pregnant and/or have an unplanned pregnancy, and I tried to think about how I got the woman pregnant; but I had no memories of the woman or ever having sex with her, so it made no sense to me.

I started to think that the woman was either mistaken or she was trying to trick me into thinking that I was the father, and so I asked her brothers some questions when they got home; and they all acted suspicious and they failed to answer my questions.

I started thinking about trying to have a DNA / Paternity test done soon as possible on all the babies to see if I was the father or not, but I wanted to talk with the woman first.

As I was thinking about all of this, I was also taking care of the babies, and I remember imagining how hard/annoying it would become having to change so many diapers & take care of so many babies who are the same age; and about how expensive it would be.

If I really was the father, I would do my job and take care of the babies, but I did not want to be tricked into taking care of the babies; because that was too much responsibility/stress/expenses/et cetera for me in my current state/situation.

I also felt that the babies deserved someone being there to help them sometimes, even if I was not the father, and so I Considered helping the woman take care of the babies Sometimes; even if I was not the father, but I was only Considering it.

The woman returned at some point and when I started asking her questions, she acted suspicious & failed to answer my questions just like her brothers, and so I was super suspicious at this point & felt that I was correct in thinking that I was not the father of the babies.

I told the woman that I wanted to have a DNA paternity test done on all the babies as soon as possible and that I would pay for it & I would take the babies to be tested myself if necessary; and that I would set up the testing date myself if necessary, but I wanted her to agree & be part of the process if possible.

As expected the woman did not want any part of it, and so I started to call to find a doctor / clinic that would do the DNA paternity test; but I woke up as I was making some calls on my mobile phone.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

Babysitting A Baby

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Dream 1

About two nights ago I barely remember part of one dream where I was out in a country area (countryside) during the day at what might have been a large junk yard for automobiles, and I went inside one of the buildings to use the bathroom; it was a building where they fix some of the automobiles and/or they take parts off of them.

While I was inside the bathroom from the window I heard & saw that a group of men and women were gathering inside of the building where I was, and I heard them talking about doing or preparing something illegal; and they did not know that I was in the bathroom.

They were expecting trouble from another group, so a shootout was expected, and I noticed outside of the windows that a group of people with guns were coming to attack the building it seemed; and so I started sneaking out of the bathroom to escape before the shootout happened, but I woke up.

Dream 2

Last night I only remember part of two dreams, with the first dream taking place at a fictional business where I had a job interview, and a man who reminded me of the now CEO of my last job, V, was the interviewer; and he greeted me and a pretty middle – upper class looking woman wearing nice clothes & she had whitish colored skin & orangish or reddish colored hair.

I was surprised that the man was going to interview both of us at the same time in the main lobby area, he had a small desk & the woman & I sat in two chairs in front of his desk, and I felt that I had no chance to get this job since the woman looked professional & well dressed & well-connected & pretty; and I am lower class, poor, ugly, not connected, and not well dressed. 😀

The man mostly ignored me during the interview and he only asked me two questions, he spent most of his time asking the woman questions & flirting with her, and he acted a bit like V; and I felt that there was no reason for me to still be at the interview, since it was obvious that I would not get the job, but I stayed for the entire interview.

While I sat there mostly ignored, there was a moment where the man asked me to get my feet off of his desk, to my surprise my feet were on his desk, which is very rude & not like me at all; and even in the dream I did not remember putting my feet on the desk so I had not idea how my feet got on his desk, I apologized, and I took my feet off of his desk.

I was embarrassed and I definitely felt that I would not get the job, the man & woman looked at me with disgust, and then they started their interview again while ignoring me as usual; I managed to survive the interview, I thanked the man for giving me the chance to have an interview, I said goodbye to the man & the woman, and then I left.

I walked off thinking about the situation, and then I woke up.

Dream 3

The next dream is unclear at the beginning, but I think that a woman who was a single mother, asked me to babysit her baby while she went to work I think; I did not want to babysit the baby really, especially since it was someone else’s baby & probably the baby of someone who I did not know, but I decided to help the woman & so I agreed to babysit the baby.

I think that the baby & the mother had whitish colored skin with darker colored hair, but I am not sure; and they lived in a very small hotel or apartment room.

The room was very small but clean with a bed near the door when you walked in to the room, next to the bed were chest-of-drawers with a TV on top, there was a bathroom, and there might have been a tiny kitchen but I am not sure; oddly there was no living room really, the bedroom was in the place of the living room.

Anyway, the woman left, and the baby & I were left in the room while the TV was on I think; and I was uncomfortable at first, and it took me a while to get comfortable with the baby, since I am very cautious (to me taking care of a baby is a big responsibility that I take seriously)  when it comes to babies & other people’s babies & it has been a while since I had to babysit a baby.

After I got comfortable the baby and I started to have fun as I played with the baby, trying to make the baby laugh, and the baby started to have fun as well; but at some point I accidentally scared the baby while trying to make the baby laugh, and the baby started to cry & so it took me a while to get the baby to stop crying.

After a while the baby stopped crying and then the baby went to sleep as I walked around rocking (if that is the word ?) the baby on my shoulder, and I continued to walk around carrying the baby as the baby slept for a few minutes as I tried to decide if I should lay the baby on the bed & set up some pillows on the sides of the bed to help prevent the baby from falling off the bed.

The baby had no cradle or baby bed, so I tried to figure out how to make the bed safer for the baby to sleep on, and I wondered should I prepare the bed & lay the baby on the bed while constantly watching the baby to make sure that the baby would not fall off the bed or should I do that & watch TV or should I continue to hold the baby while the baby slept.

As I was trying to decide what to do, I stopped to think about how nice it was babysitting the baby, and I was surprised by how much I actually enjoyed it; and I think that I felt like helping the woman & the baby, and I might have felt that having a wife & kid would be better than I expected.

I am not sure what happened next but either the mom came back as I was walking around holding the baby as the baby slept or the mom came back as the baby slept on the bed, and I started to tell her about how things had went while she was gone & I probably asked her how could I help them; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

Holding A Baby In A Hospital

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Last night I barely remember part of two dreams, with the first dream taking place in a hospital, and I was there with my family; and at some point one of my parent’s went somewhere in the hospital & they wanted me to hold & watch a baby for them until they came back.

I am not sure why we were at the hospital, maybe my mom was sick, because I am not sure if I saw her at this point or not; or maybe one of my brothers was in the hospital or my grandfather, I do not know.

I am not sure who the baby was or who the baby was for exactly, but I think that it was either one of my brothers who was now a baby again for some reason or it was me (I doubt that) as a baby or it was someone else; I think that it was one of my brothers probably, because the baby boy looked very familiar with some features of my brothers & I, and I think that I remember thinking that it was nice that one of my brothers was a baby again instead of the annoying brats, I mean well-adjusted kids, that they are now. 😀

I remember being in a small windowless waiting room-like area, we must have been at the hospital for a long time, because the baby went to sleep while I was holding it & I started to almost take a nap; and while I was almost taking a nap, a nurse came to look at the sleeping baby, and she was saying how cute he was.

I opened my eyes to thank her and I said a few things to her, and a few minutes later the baby & I went to a room with beds in it; I guess that they had some beds for people who would stay over-night in the waiting room, because the room of beds was connected to the waiting room.

When the baby was awake earlier, I remember talking to him and playing little games to make him laugh, and I probably thought of some memories when I used to help raise my brothers when they were babies.

Now that the baby was sleep and I was tired, I laid the baby on the bed, and I laid on the bed in a way where the baby could not fall off the bed so easily; I decided to try to stay awake for a while to make sure that the baby would not fall off the bed, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂