Last night I remembered my last dream which involved what I will call a job civil war among business men and the dream had American English, British English, French, Italian, and Spanish language(s) in it. 😀
It started with me on my first day on some unknown job in a small upper class restaurant/bar and 50 Cent was working as a waiter/dish washer/bartender/several other things, which makes no sense, but that is how dreams are sometimes. 😀
I had this dream fragment the night before last, I can not remember much of it but I do remember driving to a neighborhood in my automobile.
I am not sure if I have ever written about this neighborhood in my blog before or not, but this neighborhood has been in several of my dreams and the neighborhood usually looks about the same except the seasons actually change in the neighborhood, which is interesting.
I can not remember how many times this neighborhood has been in my dreams, but I think it has been in at least 5 dreams and maybe more.
It is a nice quiet and peaceful neighborhood with not many houses, and I do not usually see people or many people.
The neighborhood has a little field in the middle of the neighborhood and the street surrounds it, the field almost always has either flowers are tall grass, depending on the seasons.
There is a little river near one part of the neighborhood sometimes, and in the woods there is a lake.
The neighborhood appears to be outside of the city off of the fictional version of the highway going to LC.
I do not think anything bad ever happens in my dreams in this neighborhood, I think I usually look around & explore, and relax; I also may have done some yard work for a person I knew that sometimes lives in this neighborhood, Mrs. VS.
Anyway, in this dream I was driving slowly through the neighborhood trying to look around, I did not want to look like I was going to rob a house or something, so I parked near the field and started to walk around.
It appeared to be Fall (Autumn) and I felt comfortable, and I even remembered the neighborhood and started to think about some other dreams that I had of that neighborhood; oddly even though I was thinking about other dreams, I still did not realize that I was dreaming.
I wondered if Mrs. VS was still living there, but I can not remember what happened next exactly, I just remember walking away from the neighborhood toward the highway.
I walked on the side of the highway and at some point I heard & saw three men about my age walking behind me, one of them was a former classmate named AM.