I remembered several dreams but I did not record them each time before going back to sleep, and so now I can only barely remember part of three dreams.
Dream 1
The end of this dream took place during the day outside at a college, I was possibly a student at the college and maybe I played soccer on the soccer team and / or I was just playing soccer alone at that moment, and I saw my former male classmate AH walking by with some of his roommates.
I greeted AH, we briefly talked and I tried to get him to play soccer with me and / or join the soccer team with me, but he declined and said that he was maybe an illegal drug dealer and / or something like that now and was focused on making money and he said that he was doing well.
I reminded him about how good he used to be at soccer back when we used to be on the same little league soccer team back in our public school days, and I reminded him how good we were as a team back then.
He led the offense and I led the defense, he agreed that those were good times and that we were a good team back then, but he still declined my offer.
We said goodbye and I told him that if he changes his mind to let me know, but I woke up.
Dream 2
This dream was inspired by me watching some of the miniseries 11.22.63 before going to sleep.
The dream involved Jake Epping and I going back in time to the 1960s, not together but separately (we never even communicated or even knew of each other’s existence), and during the dream I was a teacher teaching in Jodi, Texas.
Later Jake Epping did the same thing when he got there, and he taught in Jodi, Texas under the fake name George Amberson.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 3
This dream took place inside a fictional one-story shotgun style-like house, I was in a mostly empty room with my brother GC, and this room was a kitchen / dining room / living room that somewhat reminded me of the kitchen / dining room at my grandfather IC’s house.
It was probably night, my brother GC was exercising only wearing maybe underwear, and we were talking as he exercised when suddenly I noticed a brown and black raccoon that had somehow got in the house.
The raccoon did not seem scared of us, I tried to get it to leave the house but it would not, and so I started attacking it and maybe even trying to kill it.
Surprisingly it still would not leave or die (it did run around the house a bit), and during this two or three other non-human animals (I can not remember what kind of animals now) somehow got inside the house as well.
I stopped trying to attack or kill the raccoon, and I stopped to try to decide how to get the animals out the house while also wanting to find out how they were getting inside the house.
But I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
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